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Favorite  Songs  and  Hymns 


FOR 


School  and  Home 


CONTAINING 


FOUR  HUNDRED  AND  FIFTY  OF  THE  WORLD'S  BEST  SONGS  AND  HYMN^ 

INCLUDING  NATIONAL  SONGS  AND  MANY  SONGS  OP  DAYS ;   ALSO,  THE  ELEMENTS  OP 

MUSIC  AND  TWENTY-FIVE  RESPONSIVE  SCRIPTURAL  READINGS. 


EDITED  BY 

J.  P.  McCASKEY, 

Compiler  of  the  "  Franklin  Square  Song  Collection.^ 


Music  softens  and  subdues  the  rebellious  disposition,  refines  and  soothes  the  wayward,  turbulent 
passions,  nerves  the  heart  to  deeds  of  valor  and  heroism,  gives  joy  and  consolation  in  the  hour  of  affliction, 
carries  the  soul  captive  across  the  rough  and  stormy  sea  of  life,  and  stands  beyond  the  vale  of  Time  to 
welcome  with  angelic  voice  the  wandering  spirit  to  its  final  home.— John  Hall. 


NEW  YORK  •:•  CINCINNATI  •:.  CHICAGO 

AMERICAN     BOOK     COMPANY 


Time  wrecks  the  proudest  piles  we  raise. 

The  towers,  the  domes,  the  temples  fall ; 
The  fortress  crumbles  and  decays, 

One  breath  of  song  outlasts  them  all. 

Oliver  WendeU  Holmet, 
TbSev.  8»  P.  Smtth,  Aothorof  "My Country,  Tteof  Tbee." 


One  of  my  keenest  mnsical  impressions  is  connected  with  that  manrenons  show,  ths 
first  Wodd's  Fair,  held  in  London,  and  known  as  the  Crystal  Palace  Exhibition.  I  shall  never 
Bee  such  another.  As  I  stood  in  the  gallery  of  the  great  crystal  transept  and  looked  down 
upon  a  spectacle  such  as  has  been  witnessed  since,  but  had  never  before  been  seen,  a  feeling 
of  intoxication — ^there  is  no  other  word  for  it— came  over  me.  I  remember  perfectly  well 
falling  into  a  kind  of  dream  as  I  leaned  over  the  painted  iron  balcony  and  looked  down  on 
the  splendid  vista.  The  silver-bell-like  tones  of  an  Erard — it  was  the  looo-guinea  piano- 
pierced  through  the  human  hum  and  noise  of  splashing  waters,  but  it  was  a  long  way  oflF. 
Suddenly,  in  5ie  adjoining  gallery,  the  large  organ  broke  out  with  a  blare  of  trumpets  that 
thrilled  and  riveted  me  with  an  inconceivable  emotion.  I  knew  not  then  what  those  open- 
ing bars  were.  Evidently  something  martial,  festal,  jubilant  and  full  of  triumph.  I  listened 
and  held  my  breath  to  hear  Mendelssohn's  "  Wedding  March  "  for  the  first  time,  and  not 
know  it !  To  hear  it  when  half  the  people  present  had  never  heard  of  Mendelssohn,  three 
years  after  his  death,  and  when  not  one  in  a  hundred  could  have  told  me  what  was  being 
played,  that  is  an  experience  I  shall  never  forgeL  As  successive  waves  of  fresh  inex- 
naustible  inspiration  flowed  on,  vibriiting  through  the  building  without  a  check  or  a  pause, 
the  peculiar  Mendelssohnian  spaces  of  cantabile  melody  alternating  as  they  do  in  that 
march  with  the  passionate  and  almost  fierce  decision  of  the  chief  processional  theme,  I 
stood  riveted,  bathed  in  the  sound  as  in  an  element.     I  felt  ready  to  melt  into  those  har. 


ily  music  flowing  from  the  illimitable  years, 
ine,  so  I  was  told  afterward,  but  I  did  not  hear.  They  supposed  that  I  was  following ;  they 
went  on,  and  were  soon  lost  in  the  crowd.  Presentlj^  one  came  back  and  touched  me,  but  I 
did  not  feel.  I  could  not  be  roused,  my  soul  was  living  apart  from  my  body.  When  the 
music  ceased  the  spell  slowly  dissolved,  and  I  was  led  away  still  half  in  dreamland.  For  long 
years  afterward  the  "  Wedding  March  "  afifected  me  strangely. — Haweisf  Musical  Metnariet, 


«•»  The  Franklin  Square  Song  Collection,  comprisingr  Bight  numbers,  has  sold  its  hnndredsof 
thousands.  The  present  Supplementary  Number,  which  is  more  than  twice  the  size  of  any  that  has 
prc^ded  it,  is  issued  in  response  lothe  wish  of  many  who  have  enjoyed  the  series.  Our  purpose  has 
Been  to  make  this  final  number  the  best  book  of  its  kind  in  the  world.  It  is  made  up  from  all  that 
hav^  preceded  it ;  and  contains  some  favorite  songfs  not  found  in  any  of  them.  In  its  400  pages  there 
are  450  songs  and  hymns,  with  much  additional  matter  of  interest  and  value.  When  we  consider  the 
Influence  of  a  song  or  hymn  sung  by  generations  and  beloved  of  millions,  the  pleasure  it  has  af- 
forded, the  hope  it  has  inspired,  the  love  it  has  breathed,  the  courage  it  has  aroused,  stirring  the 
depths  of  feeling  and  enriching  life  with  experiences  and  memories  ;  when  we  think  of  hundreds 
of  such  heart-songs  of  home  and  country,  each  with  its  history  of  deepest  interest,  could  it  be  writ- 
ten ;  when  we  know  that  the  Franklin  Square  Collection,  made  up  largely  of  such  songs,  is  a  book 
known  and  prized,  used  and  enjoyed,  in  perhaps  a  hundred  thousand  schools  and  homes  in  and  be- 
yond the  United  States, — when  we  consider  all  this,  and  what  it  means,  we  are  almost  ready  to  say 
that  nothing  has  been  published  within  a  generation,  either  in  America  or  in  Europe,  that  we  would 
rather  have  given  to  the  world.  These  books  reach  so  many  people  of  fine  sensibility  ;  are  referred 
to  with  pleased  interest  so  often  and  so  widely  ;  are  enjoyed,  alone  and  with  others,  by  day  and  by 
night,  on  land  and  sea,  with  voice  and  musical  instruments  of  every  kind  ;  and  grow  in  favor,  as  they 
become  better  known,  with  young  and  old.  rich  and  poor,  learned  and  unlearnfd.  Blessings  on  the 
dear  old  songs  and  those  who  made  them  I  All  the  merit  of  the  book  is  theirs.  The  Compiler  is 
simply  glad  and  grateful  that  it  has  been  his  privilege  to  contribute  to  the  enjojrment  of  so  many 
eood  people,  so  widely  scattered,  yet  everywhere  recognizing  the  '*  one  touch  of  nature  "  thafc 
makes  the  whole  world  kin."  To  Prof.  Carl  Matz,  and  to  publishers  who  have  kindly  permitted 
the  use  of  their  copyrighted  songs,  he  is  under  special  obligations. 


Copyright,  1899,  by  J.  P.  McCaskey. 


(Cable  of  Contents. 


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A  Spring  Song,     ...  C.  Pinsuti. 

A  Soldier  in  the  Village  Street,    W.  Hutchinson. 

A  SoDg  for  the  Oak,      .         .      H.  F.  Chorley. 

A  Song  for  Our  Banner,     .  W.  V.  Wallace. 

sssAbide  with  Me,  .        .         Wm.  H.  Monk. 

Adeste  Fideles,        .        .        .        Anonymous. 

After,     .....         Louis  Diehl. 

A  Greenness  Light  and  Tender,     .       Folksong. 

Ah  I  For  Wings  to  Soar,         .         .        Jullien. 

— Ah !  I  Have  Sighed  to  Rest  Me,     .     G.  Verdi. 

Ah !  'Tis  a  Dream,  .         .         E.  Lassen. 

A  Hundred  Years  to  Come,      .      W.  C.  Brown. 

— -^  Life  on  the  Ocean  Wave,     .     Henry  Russell. 

A  Little  Word  in  Kindness  Said,  .  Anonymous. 

^^ Alice,  Where  Art  Thou?     .         .         J.  Ascher. 

All  Among  the  Barley,      .      Elizabeth  Stirling. 

'T'  -—AH  Hail  the  Power  of  Jesus*  Name,  E.  Perronet. 

All's  Well,         ..../.  Braham. 

All  the  Saints  Adore  Thee,     .         J.  B.  Dykes. 

—All  Together,  .  .  .     Geo.  F.  Root. 

All  is  Still,  in  Sweetest  Rest,      .       F.  Kuchen. 

Alleluia !  Alleluia !         .         ,        Easter  Carol. 

Alpine  Horn,  The,         .         .         E-  J'  Loder. 

•■"America,  ....       71  Dwight. 

Amid  the  Greenwood,     .         .         .     Thalberg. 

Andreas  Hofer,  .  .  .  Folksong, 

Angelic  Songs  are  Swelling,     .      F.  W.  Faber. 

—Angry  Words,       .         .         .  Anonymous. 

••-.Annie  Laurie,  .         .         Lady  John  Scott. 

isAnvil  Chorus,  The G.   Verdi. 

Ark  of  Freedom,  Glory's  Dwellmg,    J.  Haydn. 

"f"  ^9\.rt  Thou  Weary  ?     .         .         .St.  Stephanos. 

-f-  ZS^s  a  Little  Child,  .  C  M.   Von  Weber. 

As  the  Wind  Blows,  .  Richard  Genee. 

Ask  Me  Not  Why  My  Heart,  .    Charles  Jeffrey. 

At  Dawn  Aurora  Gaily  Breaks,     .      Wm.  Jones. 

At  Evening  Time,  .         .         M.  J.  Sporle. 

•~-Auld  Lang  Syne,       .         .  Robert  Bums. 

Aunt  Jemima's  Plaster,    .         .        Anonymous. 

^^ZKoXmvcov  Leaves,     ...     Charles  Dickens. 

Away,  Away,  .         ,        D.  F.  E.  Auber. 

Ave  Sanctissima,        .         .         Felicia  Hemans. 

Awake,  My  Soul,  and  With  the  Sim,    Thos.  Ken. 

•—Away  with  Melancholy,  .        .      W.  Mozart. 

Baby  Bye,  Here's  a  Fly,      .       Theodore  Tilton. 

Baby  is  a  Sailor  Boy,         .  George  Cooper. 

Baby's  Nighf,         .         .         .  Anonymous. 

Baloo,  Baloo,  My  Wee,  Wee  Thing,      Lullaby. 

"■"Battle  Hymn  of  Republic,    .   Julia  Ward  Howe. 

Beautiful  Bells,        .         .         .  E.  O.  Lyte. 

Beautiful  Day,  The,  .        ,        D.  Hime. 

-^SBeautiful  Faces,      .         .         .       David  Swing. 

Beautiful  Spring  Time,  .    Guiseppe  Verdi. 

Believe  Me  if  All  Those  Endearing,     T.  Moore. 

— Ben  Bolt,  .  .  .  T.  D.  English. 

Be  Thou,  O  God,  Exalted  High,  .      W.  Franc. 

J.  R.  Sweeny. 

Childhood  Songs. 

,  Helen  Thomas. 

.       Anonymous. 

,         .  J.  Ascher. 

F.  H.  Cowen. 

Mary  E.  Dodge. 

Stephen  Adams. 

Hamilton  Aide.   139 

M.  J.  Sporle.   249 

'.  M.  Von  Weber.   127 


Bonnie  Banks  of  Loch  LomoDd,  .   Anonymmts. 

Bonnie  Charlie,  .  .  .  Lady  Naime. 
251-j-Bonnie  Doon,  ,  .  ,  Robert  Bums. 
293     Brave  Old  Oak,         .         .         ,       E.  J.  Loder. 

Bridal  Chorus,       .         .         .        ,   R.  Wagner. 

Bride  Bells,  The,      .         .        .    J.  L.  Roeckei. 

Brightly,       ....     Michael  Haydn. 

Bright,  Rosy  Morning,     .         ,        Anonymous. 

Buttercup  Test,        .         .  Childhood  Songs. 

Buy  My  Strawberries,   .         .         .     C.  Hoimrd. 


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193  pBy  Killamey's  Lakes  and  Fells,    M.  W.  Balfe. 
Call  John,     .         .         .  Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 

Calm  Was  the  Night,  .  Arthur  Sullivan. 
Carol,  Brothers,  Carol,  .  W.  A.  Muhlenberg. 
Castles  in  Spain,         .         .         .         V.  Bellini. 

Chapel,  The Uhland. 

Chatterbox,  The,  .  .  .  Jane  Taylor. 
Cheer,  Boys,  Cheer,  .  Charles  Mackay. 

Cheerily  the  Bugle  Sotmds,  .  J.  H.  Hewitt. 
Chide  Mildly  the  Erring,  .  W.  H.  Bradbury. 
Child,  is  Life  Bright  Alone,  .  W.  H  Emra. 
Child  of  Earth  with  Golden  Hair,  C.  E.  Horn. 
Child  of  the  Regiment,  .  G.  Donizetti. 

Children's  Songs,  .         .         .         135,  271, 

Chime  Again,  Beautiful  Bells,  .  H.  R.  Bishop. 
Christ  is  Born  in  Bethlehem,  .  Anonymous. 
Christ  is  Born  of  Maiden  Fair,  .  Gauntlet. 
Christmas  As  It  Comes,  .  .  Anonymous. 
Christmas  Carol,       .         .  Thomas  Helmore. 

Christmas  Hymn,  .  .  Henry  Dielman. 

Christmas  is  Coming,         .  J.  P.  McCaskey. 

Christmas  is  Here,         .  W.  M.  Thackeray. 

Christmasse  of  Olde,      .  ■       .  Anonymous. 

Christmas  Song,  ,         ,         ,         A.  Adam. 

Christmas  Time  is  Come  Again,  ,  Anonymous. 
Christ  was  Born  on  Christmas  Day,  J.  M.  Neale. 
Church  Militant,  .  .  H.  S.  Cutler. 

Columbia,  God  Preserve  Thee  Free,    J.  Haydn. 


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Come,  All  Ye  Faithful, 

Come,  Boys,  and  Sound  Your  A, 

Come,  Cheerful  Companions, 

Come,  Come  Quickly  Away, 

Come,  let  us  Join  in  Merry  Chorus,      Offenbach. 

Come,  let  us  Learn  to  Sing,         .      Anonymous. 

Come,  My  Gallant  Soldier, 


D.  T.  Shaw, 
J.  Reading. 
W.  Wetmore. 
French  Air. 
Anonymous, 


225  -^ome.  Oh,  Come  With  Me, 


Come  Out,  'tis  Now  September, 
Come,  Swell  the  Strain,     . 
Come  to  the  Old  Oak  Tree, 
Come  to  the  Sparkling  Fountain, 


285  SeCome,  Thou  Almighty  King, 


■|-  — "Beulah  Land, 

Birdie  Sweet,        .         . 

Bird's  Nest,  The,      . 

Birds  Are  in  the  W'oodland, 

Birds  Sleeping  Gently,  The, 
•-^loom  On,  My  Roses, 

Blossom  Time,         .         . 
*— Blue  Alsatian  Moimtains,      . 

Blushing  Maple  Tree,        . 

Boatman's  Return,  The, 

'Boat  Song,   .    . 


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H.  R.  Bishop. 

Italian  Air. 

.    E.  Sterling. 

Charles  Jarvis. 

English. 

Anonymous. 
Charles  Wesley, 


Come  WTiere  Flowers  are  Flinging,    Von  Flotow. 


Come  with  the  Gipsy  Bride, 
SCome,  Ye  Disconsolate, 
Com  Song,  The,         . 
Coronation,     .         .         .  , 

Cousin  Jedediah,  . 

Cradle  Hymn, 

Cradle  Song  of  Soldier's  Wife, 
Cradle  Song  of  Virgin,. 
Dawn  of  Day,  The,        .         . 
Dearest  Native  Land, 


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Dear  Father,  Drink  No  More, 

Deck  the  Hall,       . 

Deserted  by  the  Waning  Moon, 


M.  W.  Balfe. 

Samuel  Webbe. 

Godfrey  Marks. 

Oliver  Holden. 

H  S.  Thompson, 

J.  J.  Rousseau. 

T.  T.  Barker. 

Joseph  Bamby. 

Samuel  Reay. 

.       .  H.  Proch. 

T.  Wrighton. 

Temperance. 

,     Welsh  Air. 

J.  Braham. 


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FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


Ding,  Dong,  I  Love  the  Song,   .     Poniatowskt. 

Dip,  Boys,  Dip  the  Oar,         .         ,   F.  Sarona. 

Distant  Drum,  The,         .         .         Anonymous. 

Down  in  a  Coal  Mine,       .      J.  P.  Geoghegan, 

Down  the  Stream  So  Cheerily,  .  Anonymous. 
— Do  They  Think  of  Me  at  Home?  C.  W.  Glover. 
^^Dream  Faces,         .         .       W.  M.  Hutchinson. 

Drift,  My  Bark,        .         ,         .         F.  Kucken. 

Ehren  on  the  Rhine,  Wm.  At.  Hutchinson. 

Elements  of  Music,  One  Hundred  Points,  . 

Emmanuel,         .         .         .         .       W.  C.  Dix, 

Ere  the  Twilight  Bat  was  Flitting,       B.  Covert. 

Evening  Hymn,  .         .         Felicia  Hemans. 

Evening  Hymn,        ,         ,  F.  Mendelssohn. 

*— Ever  of  Thee,       .         .  .  Foley  Hall. 

Ever  to  the  Right,.  •        •         Anonymous, 

Eve's  Lamentation,     .  .       .     M.  P.  King. 

Fade,  Fade,  Each  Earthly  Joyt    •      H.  Bonar. 

/ading.  Still  Fading,         .         .         Portuguese. 

Fair  Luna,         .         ,         ,         ,        J.  Bamby. 

Faithful  Little  Bird,  .  ,  D.  M.  Craik. 
•—Far  Away,        ,        .         ,        .      M.  Lindsay. 

Far  Out  on  Desolate  Billow,  R.  W.  Raymond. 
^Farewell  is  a  Lonely  Sound,  J.  C,  Englebrecht, 


Xoo  I  Hark  I  the  Herald  Angels  Sing,  Chas.  Wesley. 
203  Hark  !  the  Vesper  Hymn  is  Stealing,  T.  Moore. 
313  r  Harp  that  Once  through  Tara's  Halls,  T,  Moore. 


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Heart  Bowed  Down,  The^ 
Hearts  and  Homes,  . 

Heaven  is  My  Home,        . 
Uleavens  Are  Telling,  The, 
Heavily  Wears  the  Day, 
Heirs  of  Unending  Life, 


372  'HHerdsman's  Mountain  Home, 


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305 -^oly.  Holy,  Holy, 

49     Holy  Night  (Heilige  Kacht) 
179  ^^ome  Again,  .         . 

77     Home,  Can  I  Forget  Thee?  . 
275  '.  ZHome  of  the  Soul, 
145 


Farewell  to  the  Woods, 

Farmer,  The,        *         . 

Father  Joe,         .         . 

Fisherman's  Chorus,         . 

Flag  of  Our  Union  Foievor, 
"-5^1ag  of  the  Free,      .         • 
^  —Flee  As  a  Bird,     . 

'-iHow  Gently,  Sweet  Afion, 

Flowrets  Blooming,        . 
^—Flowers  for  the  Brave,       . 

Flow,  Rio  Verde,  . 

Follow  Me,  Full  of  Glee, 

Forever  and  Forever,  . 

^^ourth  of  July  Hymn, 

Fox  and  Goose,         .         . 

Freedom's  Flag,         .  , 

—Gentle  Annie,  .         . 

German  Lullaby,  .         , 

Give  Me  Jesus,       .        . 
f"  ^SGloria  Patri, 


German. 
Kindergarten. 
F,  Von  Flotov). 

D.  F.  E.  Aider. 
,    Geo.  P.  Morris. 

J.  P.  McCaskey. 

Mary  S.  B.  Dana. 

.      Robert  Bums. 

F.  Schubert. 

E.  fV.  Chapman. 
.  Anonymous. 

Movement  Song. 

C.  C.  Converse. 

,  T.  Hastings. 

Childhood  Song. 

John  J.  Hood. 

Stephen  C.  Foster. 

Slumber  Song. 

,        Slave  Hymn. 

Anonymous, 


Glory  and  Love  to  the  Men  of  Old,  C.  F.  Gounod. 

God  Bless  Our  Native  Land,       .       T.  Dwight. 

God  Rest  You,  Chrysten  Gentilmen,    Swiss  Air. 

God  Shall  Charge  His  Angel  Legions,       .         . 

Golden  Rule,  .         .         .         Anonymous. 

Golden  Slumbers  Kiss  Your  Eyes,    .     Lullaby. 

Golden  Stars  for  Me  are  Shining,    .     H.  Proch. 

Good- Bye        .         .         ,       J.  C.  Engelbrecht. 

Good  Cheer,       .        •         .         .     Anonymous. 

Good  Night,  ,         ,  ,  Franz  Abt. 

Good  Night  (Round),  .         .         .  Anonymous. 

Good  Night,  Ladies,  .  .  Serenade. 

Good  Three  Bells,  ,  ,  Charles  Jarvis. 
**'Go  to  Sleep,  Lena  Darling,  .  J.  K.  Emmet. 
irOreenwood  Tree,  The,  .         Sidney  Nelson. 

^^     Guadeamus  Igitur,  ,         .  College  Son^. 

T  ^=Guide  Me,  Great  JehoTsOi,  .  F.  Herold. 
*=Hail  and  Farewell,  ,  Mrs.  C.  Barnard. 

—Hail  Columbia,  .  .  F.  Hopkinson. 

Hail  Columbia,  New,         .  O.  W.  Holmes. 

Hail  to  the  Brightness,        .  Thos.  Hastings. 

Hail,  Thou  Most  Sacred  One,    Felicia  Hemans. 

Hallelujah  Chorus,         .         .       G.  F.  Handel. 

Happy  and  Light,      .         ,  M.  W.  Balfe. 

Happy  Are  We  To-night,         .         M.  S.  Pike. 

Hard  Times,  Come  Agdn  No  More,  S.  C.  Foster. 
-»Haik !  I  Hear  an  Angel  Sing,     R.  G.  Shrival. 


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153 


M.  W.  Balfe. 

John  Blockley. 

A.  S.  Sullivan. 

L.  Beethoven. 

.     German 

.  B,  Beddome. 

Volkslied. 


Here  under  the  Leafy  Greenwood  Tree,    Nelson. 
He's  the  Lily  of  Valley,  .         Slave  Hymn. 

Ho,  Ho,  Vacation  Days  are  Here,  J.  C.Johnson. 


J.  B.  Dykes. 

Michael  Haydn. 

M.  S.  Pike. 

German. 

Philip  Phillips. 


Home'sNot  Merely  Four  Square  Walls,  Rossini. 
240 ''  SHome,  Sweet  Home,  .  John  Howard  Payne. 
176     How  Dear  to  My  Heart,  S.  Woodworth. 

32  SHow  Gentle  God's  Conunands,  .  H.  G.  Nageli. 
275     Humpty  Dumpty,  .         .         Mother  Goose. 

297  Hush,  My  Babe,  Lie  Still  and  Slumber,  Watts. 
2CO  I  Have  Fruit,  I  Have  Flowers,  .  J.  A.  Wade. 
125  I  Have  Heard  the  Mavis  Singing,  .  S.  Nelson. 
264  I  Have  Roamed  Over  Moimtain,  W.  Bradbury. 
157     I  Know  a  Bank,      .         .  Charles  E.  Horn. 

293  I  Love  the  Merry  Sunshine,  .  Stephen  Glover. 
295  '  -I  Love  Thy  Kingdom,  Lord,  .  T.  Dwight. 
50     I  Sat  Beneath  the  Maples  Old,      .     C.  Pinsuti. 

I  Want  Forty  Dozen  of  Fine  Waxen  Dolls,     . 

If  Ever  I  See,  on  Bush  or  Tree,   .   Little  Folks. 

Image  of  the  Rose,        ,         ,         G.  Reichardt. 

I'm  a  Forester  Free,  ,         .         E.  Reyhff. 

I'm  a  Shepherd  of  the  Valley,  .  F.  G.  Klaner. 

I'm  Glad  I  am  a  Farmer,         .         Anonymous. 

In  Excelsis  Gloria,        .         .       .         Welsh  Air. 

In  Flakes  of  a  Feathery  White,     W.  O.  Bourne. 

In  Heavenly  Love  Abiding,    .    F.  Mendelssohn. 

In  Merry  Chorus,  .  .         J.  Offenbach. 

In  Shadowland,         .         .         .         C.  Pinsuti. 

In  the  Quarries  Should  You  Toil,     Anonymous. 

In  the  Starlight,         .         .         Stephen  Glover. 

In  the  West  the  Sun  Declining,     .     Franz  Abt. 

In  the  Wild  Chamois  Track,        .        Malibran. 

Ingleside,  The,         .         .        T.  F.  Weisenthal. 

Innisfail,       .         .         .         .        E.  C.  Phelps. 

Integer  Vitae,         .         .         .         College  Song. 

Into  the  Woods  My  Master  Went,       S.  Lanier. 

It's  Rare  to  See  the  Morning  Bleeze,  H.  Ainslee. 

It  is  Better  to  Laugh  than  Be  Sighing,  Donizetti. 

I've  Been  Roaming,         .  Charles  E.  Horn. 

I've  Reached  the  Land  of  Com  and  Wine, 


-Ivy  Green,  The, 
I  Will  Sing  You  a  Song, 
I  Would  That  My  Love, 

i*Jamie's  on  the  Stormy  Sea, 
Jem,  the  Carter  Lad,. 


237  '  -^ferusalem  the  Golden, 


Jerusalem,  My  Happy  Home, 


Henry  Russell. 

G.  H.  Gates. 

F.  Mendelssohn. 

Bernard  Covert. 

.      /.  S.  Baker. 

Alexander  Ezuitig. 


259-  -Jesus  is  Mine, 


Jesus  Lives, 


Latin  Hymn. 
Horatius  Bonar. 
C.  F.  Gellert. 


37 1 '  -Jesus,  the  Very  Thought  of  Thee,   .   G.  Rossini. 

351  J-vennette  and  Jaennot,     .      Charles  W.  Glover. 

213  Johnny  Schmoker,      ....  German. 

112  Jolly  Old  St.  Nicholas,     .         .         Anonymous. 

180  Joy,  Joy,  Freedom  To-day,  .         .    Anonymous. 

221  Joy  to  the  World,  .         ,         .           Isaac  Watts 

342  -^uanita,    ....         Caroline  Norton 

lOX     Kathleen W.  Williams 


30* 

25 

83 
177 

231 

212 
119 
122 
141 
3" 
332 

294  •#- 
173 
9 
333  . 
120  -^ 

62  ' 

12 
206 

119  -^ 
321  ' 
118 
192 

42 
288 

98 

245  4- 

277 
329 
261 

354 

91 
182 

135 
132 

352- 

26 

283 

265 

55 
292 
21X 

81 

83 
106 

237 
360 

83 
257 

52 

19 
319 
120 
189 
103 

86 
358 
143 
275 
121 
341 
348 
222 
300 
184 

72 

44 
194 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME, 


i- 


—Kathleen  Mavouraeen,        .   F.  W.  N.  Crauck. 

— Killarney, M.  W.  Balfe. 

•— 4vind  Words  Can  Never  Die,    Abby  Hutchinson, 

l^anding  of  the  Pilgrims,  ,  F.  Hemans. 
■?£Last  Rose  of  Summer,  The,    .     Thomas  Moore. 

Laughing  Glee,  .  .  .  Martini. 

^^ead,  Kindly  Light,  .         J.  H,  Newman. 

Leaves  Around  Me  Falling,        .        Greek  Air. 

Let  Erin  Remember,  „  Thotnas  Moore. 

Let  the  Palms  Wave,       .        .         '    J-  Paure. 

Let  us  Pause  in  Life's  Pleasures,     S,  C.  Foster. 

Lite  is  but  a  Fleeting  Dream,        C.  J.  Dunphy. 

Life  Let  Us  Cherish,         .        ,    H.  G.  Nageli. 

Lightly  Row,  .  .  Spanish  Melody, 

-^"Listen  to  the  Mocking  Bird,     Alice  Hawthorne. 

Little  Bird,  The,  .  .         Anonymous. 

Little  Boy  Blue,    .         .  Eugene  Field. 

Little  by  Little,  .  .  C.  Barnard. 

■  Little  Cherry  Blossom,  .  .  Anonymous, 
■aKj^ittle  Girl,  Don't  You  Cry,  .  German. 

— i^och  Lomond,  ...         Old  Scotch, 

•"Thonging  for  Spring,  ...  German. 
-d^ng,  Long  Ago,  .  .  T.  H.  Bayly. 

31ong,  Weary  Day,  The,    .     Suabian  Volkslied. 

Look  Our  Ransomed  Shores  Around,  .   Holmes. 

Lord,  Dismiss  us  with  Thy  Blesang,  W.  Shirley, 

Lord's  Prayer,  The,  .  .         S.  J.  Hale. 

Look  Not  upon  the  Wine,        .       R.  S.  Willis. 

Lord,  in  this  Thy  Mercy's  Day, ,  W,  H.  Monk. 

Love  and  Mirth,        .         ,         ,       J.  Strauss. 

Loving  Voices,        .        .      Charles  tV.  Glover. 

Lovely  May,  .  .         .         Little  Folks, 

iiiove's  Golden  Dream,       .       Lindsay  Lennox. 

Love  Thy  Mother,  Little  One,        •        Russian, 


70 

43 

344 

245 


322  :  :^y  Old  Kentucky  Home, 


286 
29 


-My  Own  Native  Land, 
SJJational  Hymn, 


31  'Nearer,  My  God,  to The^ 


x6o 
190 

342 
351 

25 

261 

65 
301 
366 
174 

185 
92 

342 
123 

345 


Never  Alone, 
Never  Say  Fail, 
New  Hail  Coliunbia, 
^dNinety  and  Nine,  . 
Nobody  Knows  the  Trouble  I've  Seen,  Slave, 
None  Can  Tell,  .  .  .  .  G.  B.  Allen. 
Noontide  Ray,  The  .  ,  D,F,  E.  Auber, 
Not  in  Halls  of  Regal  Splendor,        .  Welsh. 

Now  All  the  Bells,  .  .  Easter  Carol. 
Now  I  Lay  Me  Down  to  Sleep,  .  H.  F.  Allen, 
Now  Thank  We  All  Our  God,  Martin  Rinkert. 


76^  ^  Fair  Dove,  O  Fond  Dove, 


371 
340 

59 
60 

359 


O  Thou  Joyful  Day, 
O  What  Can  You  Tell,       . 
Oft  in  Danger,  Oft  in  Woe, 
X2(rP0l\.  in  the  Stilly  Night, 
258  --Oh,  Boys,  Carry  Me  'Long, 


261  •  30h,  For  a  Thousand  Tongues,    Charles  Wesley. 


Mahogany  Tree,  The, 

Maid  of  the  Mill,  The, 
"•^Make  the  Best  of  It,    . 

Make  Your  Mark, 

Mandolin  Song,  The, 

Many  Thousand  Gone, 

Marching  Song,     , 

Marseilles  HymUj 
—Mary  of  Argyle, 

Maxwelton's  Braes  are  BcHinie,  Lady  John  Scott, 
■isMassa's  in  the  Cold  Ground,      .      5.  C.  Foster, 

May  Queen,  The,        .         .      Alfred  Tennyson. 

May  the  Grace  of  Christ,  Our  Saviour,  Doxology. 

Mellow  Horn,  The,         .  .  Wm.  Jones, 

Melodies  of  Many  Lands,       .        C.  W.  Glover. 

Merrily  Every  Bosom  Boundeth,     German  Air. 

Mermaid's  Evening  Song,      .      Stephen  Glover. 

Methought  the  Stars  Were  Blinking  Bright,  .     . 

Midshipmite,  The,      .         .      F.E.  Weatherly. 

Miller  of  the  Dee,  The,    .        .  Charles  Mackay. 

Miller's  Daughter,  The,       .         Bohemian  Air. 

Mill  May,       ....  Anonymous. 

Mill  Wheel,  The,    .         .         .         Anonymous. 

Mine  Eyes  Have  Seen  the  Glory,  ^/«a  W.  Howe. 

Minstrel  Boy,  The,      .         .  Thomas  Moore. 

Monarch  of  the  Woods,    .         ,  .  J.  W.  Cherry. 

Moon  is  Beaming  o'  er  the  Lake,     John  Blockley. 

Morning's  Ruddy  Beam,  .  G.  Linley, 

Mountain  Bugle,  The,  .  J.  H.  Hewitt. 

Mountain  Maid's  Invitation,        .       H.  Werner. 

Mower's  Song,  The,         •         .         Anonymous. 

Murmur,  Gentle  Lyre,      .         .         Anonymous. 

Musical  Alphabet,        .         .         .     Anonymous. 

Musical  Scale,  The,  .         .         Anonymous. 

Music  on  the  Waves,    .         .         C.  W.  Glover. 

Must  I  Leave  Thee,  Paradise,        M.  P.  King. 

Most  I  Then,  Must  I  Then,     .         .     Folksong. 


334 
201 

324 
367 
351 
55 
228 

3" 

74 


W,  M.  Thackeray. 

Hamilton  Aide, 

C.  J.  Dunphy. 

,  Anonymous, 

Spanish, 

,     Slave  Hymn. 

.  .     German. 

Rouget  de  Lisle.  323  f^ld  Dog  Tray, 

Sidney  Nelson.  ~'    " 


My  Bonnie  is  Over  the  Ocean,  .  Anonymous. 
My  Country,  'Tis  of  Thee,  .  S.  P.  Smith. 
My  Native  Land,  Again  Mine  Eye,    E,  Lessen. 


My  Normandy, 


Frederic  Berat. 

Stephen  C,  Foster. 

W.  B.  Bradbury, 

S.  P.  Smith, 

Sarah  p.  Adams. 

R,  W,  Raymond. 

Anonymous, 

O.  W.Holmes. 

Ira  D,  Sankey, 


Nursery  Songs, 
Nymphs  of  Air  and  Sea, 
O  Come,  Come  Away, 
O  Could  Our  Thoughts, 


O  I'm  a  Happy  Creature, 


302,  303, 

Henry  Smart. 

W,  E.  Hickson. 

Anne  Steele. 

Jean  Ingelow. 

Spanish, 


O  That  I  Never  More  Might  See,    G.  Donizetti. 


Johannes  Palk. 

R.  W.  Raymond, 

.      H.  K.  White. 

John  Stevenson. 

Stephen  C.  Poster, 


Oh,  Gladly  Now  We  Hail  Thee,  .  V.  Bellini. 
Oh,  How  Cold  the  Winter  Weather,  Anonymons. 
Oh,  Lord,  Keep  Me  from  Sinking  Down,  Slave. 
Oh,  Mary,  Call  the  Cattle  Home,  Chas.  Kingsley. 
Oh,  My  Bravest  and  Best,  .  V.  Bellini. 

Oh,  the  Sports  of  Childhood,  O.  R.  Barrowes. 
Oh,  Wert  Thou  in  the  Cauld  Blast,  Robert  Bums. 
Oh,  What  is  the  Matter  with  Robin  ?  Little  Polks. 


Old  Cottage  Clock,  The, 


Old  Easy  Chair  by  the  Fire, 
Old  Familiar  Place,  The, 


J.  L,  Molloy. 

Stephen  C.  Foster. 

,    Jas.  C.  Beckel. 

.       C,  W.  Glover. 

Stephen  C.  Poster, 

J.  G.  Whittier. 

W.  Prane. 

Stephen  C,  Foster. 

Samuel  Woodworth. 

John  Read. 

One  by  One  the  Sands  are  Flowing,    V.  Bellini. 

Once  Again  the  Flowers  We  Gather,   Chapman. 

One  Summer  Eve,  in  Pensive  Thought,      Cherry. 

On  Yonder  Rock  Reclining,      D.  F.  E.  Auber. 

On  the  Mountain  Steep  and  Hoary,  Anonymous, 

Our  Country's  Flag,  O  Emblem  'D&ax,J.J.  Hood, 

Our  Father  in  Heavenj     .         .  S.  J.  Hale, 

Our  Flag  O'er  Us  Waving,  .  G.  Verdi. 

Our  Songs  of  Joy  and  Gladness,     .    Meyerbeer. 

Out  in  a  Beautiful  Field,     .         .      Ancnvmous. 

Out  of  the  Window, 

Over  the  Dark  Blue  Sea, 

Over  There, 


42 

128 

162  fcOld  Folks  at  Home, 

296     Old  Gaelic  Lullaby, 
79     Old  Hundred, 
37  '  "Old  Kentucky  Home, 
10   -Old  Oaken  Bucket, 
67     (Jld  Santa  Claus, 

196 

208 
39 

291 

68 

353 
105 
202 
269 

57 

93 
247 


361  --Over  the  Stars  There  is  Rest, 


J.Norton. 

Swiss  Air. 

T,  C.  a  Kane. 

Franz  Abt. 

,     G.  Verdi, 

.    J.  Paure, 

Peace  on  Earth,     .         .         ,         G.  Donizetti. 

Playtime  Songs,  .         .       Little  Folks.  330, 

Pleasure  Climbs  to  Every  Mountain,      Gollmick. 

Poor  Tho'  My  Cot  May  Be,       .       G.  Donizetti. 

Praise  God  from  Whom  All  Blessings  Flow,    . 


353     Over  the  SvmMuer  Sea, 

221   *Palms,  The 

249 

301 

307 

77 

84 


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193 

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167 

288 
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275 

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244     -f. 

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233 
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274 

71 

321 

188 
356 
255 

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22S 

205 

ZZ^ 
278 

31 
X6S 

97     4 
161       ' 

123 
3" 
306 
284 
223 
205 
317 
314 
165 
343 

165 
320 
61 
167 
206 

365 
214 

144 
14 

243 
122 

46 

59 
152 
178 
149 
281 
238 

21 
210    -^ 
220 

190      *fm 
283 

Z3^ 
260 

357 
61 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCFOOL  AND  HOME. 


Praise  Ye  Jehovah's  Namet 
Phuse  to  God,  .        . 

<:— Prayer  from  Freiscbutz,     • 
Pretty  Pear  Tree, 
Pull  Away,  Brave  Boys,  . 
Rain  upon  the  Roo^      . 
Raise  Your  Hands,     .        • 
Rise,  Crowned  with  Light* 
Robinson  Crusoe,      .         . 
Rosy  Crown,  The, 
Row,  Row,  Cheerily  Row, 
Sands  o'  Dee,  The, 


.         Anonymous. 

Sebastian  Bach. 

C  M.  Von  Weber. 

,   Anonymous. 

•         G.  Rossini. 

G.  aifford. 

.     Anonymous. 

A.  Lyoff. 

Rogue's  March. 

a  M.  Von  Weber. 

,     D.  M.  Muloch. 

Francis  Booth. 


Saw  Ye  Never  in  the  Twilight,  C  F.  Alexander. 
^SScenes  That  Are  Bri|^iest,  .  W.  V.  Wallace. 
Scout,  The,  .  .  .  Fabio  Campana. 
Scotch  Cradle  Song,  .  .  Old  Lullaby. 
Sea  Gulls,  The,  .  .  .  Anonymous. 
Search  Thro'  the  Wide  Worid,  .  G.  DonizetH. 
See  At  Your  Feet,  .  .  M.  W.  Balfe. 
See  the  Proud  Banner  of  libei^,  .  G.  Verdi. 
See  the  Sun's  First  Gleam,  .  .  German. 
See  Yon  Chapel  on  the  Hill,         .  Uhland. 

Shall  We  Meet  Beyond  the  River,     E.  S.  Rice. 

T.H.Bayly. 

J.  W,  Cherry. 

,       Robert  Bums. 

W.  A.  Muhlenberg. 

Michael  Haydn. 

Wm.  O.  Bourne. 

Mrs.  C.  Barnard. 

,  J.  P.  McCaskey. 

.        C  F.  Gounod. 

.        Anonymous. 

,         .       Lullaby. 

a  M.  Von  Flotow. 

.      .      F.  Kiicken. 

,       Anonymous. 

F.  C.  Woodworth, 

G.  W.  Doane. 

M.  S.  B.  Dana. 

Caroline  Norton. 

,    C  F.  Gounod. 

J.  Kinkel. 

F.  Campana. 

.  German. 

.     F  Abt. 

Von  Weber. 

Chas.  Wesley. 


She  Wore  a  Wreath  of  Roses, 
"""Shells  of  Ocean,  .        , 
Should  Auld  Acquaintance, 
t      Shout  the  Glad  Tidings,    . 

1^  ^Silent  Night,     .         .        • 
Silently  Falling  Snow,       • 
Silver  Chimes,  .         .         . 
—Sing  Glad  Songs  for  Him, 
n:Sing,  Smile,  Slumber,  . 
Slave  Hymns,  .        . 

Sleep,  Sleep,  My  Darlings 
Slumber,  Dearest,  . 

Slumber  Song,  The,  . 

Slumber  Songs,        .         . 

,         Snow  Bird,  The,     .         . 

^  — ^ftly  Now  the  Light  of  Day, 
Soft  Music  is  Stealing,         . 
Soft  O'er  the  Fountain,    .     , 
Soldiers'  Chorus  f"  Faast**)    . 
■"-Soldiers'  Farewell,     .        •         . 
Somewhere,  .  • 

Song  of  Night,     .        .        • 
Song  of  Parting,       .       .  , 

Songs,  Revealing  Sacred  Feeling, 
Sons  of  Men,  Beheld  From  Far, 


Sound  Our  Voices  Long  and  Sweet.    Bohemian. 


Sotmd  Your  A, 

Sparkling  and  Bright, 

Speed  Away,        .        . 
—Speak  Gently,  .        . 

Spider  and  the  Fly,        . 

Spring,  Gentle  Springy 

Spring  Song,  A,     . 

Spring  Time  Once  Again, 
—Star  Spangled  Banner,  . 

Stars  Trembling  O'er  Us, 
.''"Steal  Away,      .        , 

Stranger  Star,  The,         . 

Strawberries  Grow  in  the  Mowing, 

Strike  the  Cymbal, 


W.  B.  Bradbury. 

Chas.  F.  HoffTnan. 

J.  B.  Woodbury. 

W.  V.  Wallace. 

.    O.H.  Normino. 

•        /.  Riviere. 

•         Ctro  Pinsuti. 

,    John  Logan. 

,     Fratttis  S.  Kev. 

D.  M.  Muloch. 

Slave  Hymn. 

F.  Alexander. 

Anonymous. 

Pucitta. 


C. 


Summer  Days  are  Coming,  ,  Charles  Jeffreys 
•*~Sweet  and  Low,  .  .  .  J.  Bamby. 
S^Sweeter  than  the  Breath  of  Morning,   Meyerbeer. 

Swing,  Cradle,  Swing,       .  George  Cooper. 

Swinging  '  Neath  the  Old  Aj^le  Tree,  Barrowes. 

r^      Swing  Low,  Sweet  Chariot,      .     Slave  Hymn. 

- — lara's  Harp,         .         ,         ,       TTiomas  Moore. 

Tea  in  the  Arbor,    .        ,        ,  /.  Beuler. 


305 
51 

359 
149 

47 
33 
187 
51 
56 

% 

306 
198 
143 
234 
362 
241 
217 
104 
152 
328 
62 

79 
82 

14 

256 

73 

173 

352 

22 

134 
95 
311 
320 
229 
78 
320 

347 
107 
127 

44 
368 

355 

24 

209 

229 

359 

173 

17 

90 

61 

298 

20 

279 

15 
277 
312 
151 

35 
308 
198 

68 

363 
40 

34 
191 

231 
223 

309 

83 

no 


Tell  Me,  Beautiful  Maiden,   .    Chartet  Gounod. 

The  Mom  of  Life  is  Past,        .        S.  C.  Foster. 

The  Son  of  God  Goes  Forth  to  War,  R.  Heber. 
■HThe  World  is  Full  of  Beauty,  .  G.  Donizetti. 
^SThen  You'll  Remember  Me,    .      M.  W.  Balfe. 

There  is  a  Happy  Land,        .     Andrew  Young. 

There  is  Beauty  in  the  Forest,     .     G.  Donizetti. 

There's  a  Wedding  in  Orchard,     M.  E.  Dodge. 

Thine  Eyes  so  Blue  and  Dreaming,  E.  Lassen. 
-Those  Endearing  Young  Charms,    .     T.  Moore. 


Thou  'rt  Like  Unto  a  Flower,  A.  Rubinstein. 
Thou  Wilt  Come  No  More,  .  .  S.  C.  Foster. 
Thoughts  of  Wonder,  ,  .  Anonymous. 
Three  Children  Sliding,  ,  ,  Old  Ditty. 
•Three  Fishers,  .         .         Charles  Kingsley. 

Three  Kings  of  Orient,        .         .       Old  Carol. 

•  »Time  of  the  Singing  of  Bilds,  .  Geo.  Barker. 
Touch  Not  the  Cup,  .  Jos.  H.  Aikman. 
Touch  us  Gently,  Time,  .  Barry  Cornwall. 
Trees  and  the  Master,  .  Sidney  Lanier. 
'Twasin  Fifty-five,  on  a  Winter's  Night,  Adams. 
Twickenham  Ferry,  .  .  Theo.  Marzials. 
Twilight  is  Falling,  .  .  B.  C.  Unseld. 
Twinkle  Brightly,  Stars  of  Night,  Anonymous. 
Under  the  Shade  of  the  Trees,  .  M.  J.  Preston. 
Upon  the  Height,  .  .  .  Folksong. 
Verdant  Grove,  Farewell  to  Thee,  .  Folksong. 
Vesper  Hymn,  .  .  .  Thomas  Moore. 
Waking  or  Sleeping,          ,           .  J.  V.  Blake. 

SlVatch  and  Ward,    .         .         ,    /.  Montgomery. 

Watch  on  the  Rhine,  .         .  Carl  Wilhelm. 

-Way  Down  upon  the  Swanee  River,  S.  C.  Foster. 

W^ear  a  Bright  Smile,       .         .         ,    G.  Verdi. 

We  are  Happy  and  Free,         .  Anonymous. 

We'd  Better  Bide  a  Wee,     .         .  Claribel. 

We  May  Roam  the  Wide  World  Over,     Glover. 

Welcome,  Pretty  Primrose,      .        Ciro  Pinsuti. 

Welcome  to  Morning,         .         *    J-  Offenbach. 

What  is  Home  ?  .         .         »■        Charles  Swain. 

WTiat  Fairy  Like  Music,        •      Jos.  De  Pinna. 

What  Means  This  Glory,        .         G.  Donizetti. 

What  Pleasure  Folks  Feel,  .         /.  Beuler. 

What  Will  You  Do,  Love  ?      .      Samuel  Lover, 

What  Song  Does  the  Cricket  Sing,  /.  Strauss. 
^^hen  All  the  World  is  Young,    .    C.  Kingsley. 

When  at  Twilight  So  Softly,     .        Victor  Hugo. 

When  I  was  a  Beggarly  Boy,    .     J.  R.  Lowell. 

When  I  Come,       ....     Folksong. 

When  I  was  a  Lad,  .        .       Anonymous. 

When  Shall  We  Meet  Again  ?  .    Lowell  Mason. 

When  the  Green  Leaves,         .  Anonymous. 

When  the  Humid  Showers  Gather,     G.  Clifford. 

When  on  the  World's  First  Harv^  Day,  Aidi. 
-When  the  Swallows  Homeward  Fly,    .   F.  Abt. 

•  -Where  is  Now  the  Merry  Party  ,  .  M.  Lindsay. 
Where  Will  Be  the  Birds  that  Sing,  W.  Brotun. 
While  the  Morning  Bells.  .  Sicilian  Hymn. 
Who  is  He  Plants  for  Days  to  Come,  Gounod. 
Who  is  Sylvia?  .  .  .  Franz  Schubert. 
Why  Do  Summer  Roses  Fade?  George  Barker. 
Will  You  Walk  into  My  Parlor?  O.  Normino. 
►Willie,  We  Have  Missed  You,  S.  C.  Foster. 
Winkum,  Winkum,  .  .  .  Nursery  Song. 
With  this  Humble  Stock  in  Store,  C.  Howard. 
Woodman,  Spare  That  Tree,  .  Geo.  P.  Morris 
Yankee  Doodle,  .  .  .  Anonymous. 
Ye  Banks  and  Braes,  .  .  Robert  Bums. 
Ye  Sons  of  France,  Awake  to  Glory,  De  Lisle. 
Yeoman's  Wedding  Song,  .  .  Poniatowski 
You  are  Going  Far  Away,     ;.    Charles  Jeffreys. 


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flational  Songs* 

America,        ....  T.  Danght.  133 

Andreas  Hofer,  .        .         .  Folksong.  241 

Ark  of  Freedom,  Glory's  Dwelling,  /.  Haydn.  133 
Battle  Hymn  of  Republic,  Jtdia  Ward  Howe.  105 
By  Killamey's  Lakes  and  Fells,  M.  W.  Balfe.  43 
Columbia,  God  Preserve  Thee  Free,  J.  Haydn.  133 
Columbia,  the  Gem  of  the  Ocean,  D.  T.  Shaw.  155 
Dearest  Native  Land,  .  .  H  Proch.  154 
Flag  of  Our  Union  Forever,  .  Geo.  P.  Morris.  293 
Flag  of  the  Free,  .  .  .  R.  Wagner.  295 
Flowers  for  the  Brave,  .  ,  £.  W.  Chapman.  144 
Fourth  of  July  Hymn,  .  .  7".  Hastings.  267 
Freedom's  Flag,  .         .         John  J.  Hood.     46 

God  Bless  Our  Native  Land,  .  T.  Dwight.  133 
Hail  Columbia,  .  .  F.  Hopkinson.  153 

Let  Erin  Remember,  .  Thomas  Moore.  160 

Marseilles  Hymn,       .      .  Rouget  de  Lisle.  323 

My  Country,  'Tis  of  Thee,  .  S.  F.  Smith.  293 
My  Normandy,  .  .  Frederic  Berat.     23 

My  Own  Native  Land,  .  W.  B.  Bradbury.  288 
National  Hymn,  The,  .  .  S.  F.  Smith.  293 
New  Hail  Columbia,  .  O.  W.  Holmes.  371 

Now  Thank  We  All  Our  God,  .  M.  Rinkart.  71 
Our  Flag  O'er  Us  Waving         .  G.  Verdi.  152 

Star  Spangled  Banner,  .  Francis  S.  Key.  151 
Soldiers'  Chorus,  .  .  .  C.  F.  Gounod.  368 
Watch  on  the  Rhine,  .  .  Carl  Wilhelm.  290 
Yankee  Doodle, .  ...  Anonymous.  289 

Brbor  Dag  Songs. 

A  Greenness  Light  and  Tender,  .  Folksong.  266 
All  Among  the  Barley,  .  Elizabeth  Stirling.  315 
Amid  the  Greenwood,  .  .  Thalberg.  203 

Autumn  Leaves,  .  .  Charles  Dickens.  I47 
Beautiful  Spring  Time,  ,  ,  G.  Verdi.  254 
Bloom  On,  My  Roses,  .  ,  F.  H.  Cowen.  129 
Blossom  Time,  .  .  .  Mary  E.  Dodge.  I37 
Blushing  Maple  Tree,       .  Hamilton  Aide.  1 39 

Brave  Old  Oak,  The,  .  .E.J.  Loder.  251 
Brightly  Gleam  the  Sparking  Rills,  M.  Haydn.  16 
Bright  Rosy  Morning,  ,  .  Anonymous.  II4 
Buy  My  Strawberries,  .  .  ,  C.  Howard.  1 36 
Come  to  the  Old  Oak  Tree,  .  Anonymous.  I3I 
Come  Where  Flowers  are  Flinging,  Von  Flotow.  252 
Day  on  the  Mountain,  Beautiful  Day,  D.  Hime.  280 
Farewell  to  the  Woods,  ,  .  German.  200 
Flowrets  Blooming,  .         ,        F.  Schubert.  327 

Greenwood  Tree,  .  .  Sidney  Nelson.  I41 
Hark !  I  Hear  an  Angel  Sing,  R.  G.  Shrival.  loi 
I  Have  Fruit,  I  Have  Flowers,  J.  A.  Wade.  192 
I  Know  a  Bank,  .  .  Chas.  E.  Horn.  98 
I'm  a  Forester  Free,  .  .  .  E.  Reyloff.  91 
I've  Been  Roaming,  .  .  Charles  E.  Horn.  52 
Last  Rose  of  Summer,  .  «  Thomas  Moore.  322 
Leaves  Around  Me  Falling,  .  Greek  Air.  31 
Little  Cherry  Blossom,  .  •  Anonymous.  185 
Longing  for  Spring,  ...  German.  1 23 
Love  and  Mirth,  .  .  .  *  J'  Strauss.  1 26 
Lovely  May,  ....  Little  Folks.  261 
May  Queen,  The,        ,        ,  A.  Tennyson.  296 

Mill  May,  ....  Anonymous.  68 
Monarch  of  the  Woods,  .  J-  W.  Cherry,  269 
Pleasure  Climbs  to  Every  Moimtain,  Gollmick.  260 
Pretty  Pear  Tree,  .  .  .  Anonymous.  149 
Rosy  Crown,  The,  .  .  CM.  Von  Weber.  63 
Sing  Glad  Songs  for  Him,  •  C.  F.  Gounod.  134 
Spring  Song,  A,  ...   Giro  Pinsuti.  2,T] 

Spring,  Gentle  Spring,  ,  .  .J.  Riviere.  1 5 
Spring  Time  Once  Again,  .  .  John  Logan.  312 
Summer  Days  are  Coming,     .    Charles  Jeffreys.     40 


Swinging  'Neath  the  Old  Apple  Tree,  Barrawes.  223 
Time  of  the  Singing  of  Birds,  .  George  Barker.  276 
Verdant  Grove,  Farewell  to  Thee,  .  Folksong.  200 
Welcome,  Pretty  Primrose,  .  Giro  Pinsuti.  X83 
When  I  Come,  .  .  Suabian  Folksong.  84 
When  the  Green  Leaves,  .         Anonymous.  103 

When  the  Swallows  Homeward  Fly,  Franz  Abt.  1 1 
Why  Do  Summer  Roses  Fade,  George  Barker.  18 
Woodman,  Spare  that  Tree,    .    Geo.  P.  Morris.  227 

Cbcfdtmas  Songs. 

Adeste  Fideles,        .        .        .        Anonymous.  125 

Baby's  Night,         .         .        .         Anonymous.  225 

Calm  was  the  Night,  .         .         .A.  Sullivan.  273 

Carol,  Brothers,  Carol,    .       W.  A.  Muhlenberg.  263 

Christ  is  Bom  in  Bethlehem,        .     Anonymous.  159 

Christ  is  Bom  of  Maiden  Fair,       ,.      Gauntlet.  253 

Christmas  as  it  Comes,       .         .       Anonymous.  195 

Christmas  Carol,  .         .         .    Thomas  Helmore.  262 

Christmas  Hymn,        .         .       Henry  Deilman.  267 

Christmas  is  Coming,       .           J,  P.  McCaskey.  329 

Christmasse  of  Olde,  .         .           .  Anonymous.  1 98 

Christmas  Song,      .         .         .         %   A.  Adam.  27 

Christmas  Time  is  Come  Again,     .  Anonymous.  158 

Christ  was  Bom  on  Christmas  Day,  J.  M.  Neale.  262 

Come,  All  Ye  Faithful,     .         .        J.Reading.  125 

Cradle  Song  of  Virgin,         .        Joseph  Bamby.  199 

Deck  the  Hall  with  Boughs  of  Holly,       Welsh.  300 

Emmanuel,         .         .         .         .       W.  C.  Dix.  336 

In  Excelsis  Gloria,           .         .             Welsh  Air.  132 

Jolly  Old  St.  Nicholas,     .         .        Anonymous.  300 

Joy  to  the  World,            .         .           Isaac  Watts.  72 

Mahogany  Tree,  The,      .       W.  M.  Thackeray.  324 

O  Thou  Joyful  Day,            .         .             German.  336 

Peace  on  Earth,     .         .         .         G.  Donizetti.  283 

Saw  Ye  Never  in  the  Twilight,  C.  F.  Alexander,  I98 

Silent  Night!  Holy  Night!      .  Michael  Haydn.  173 

Three  Kings  of  Orient,       .         .        Old  Carol.  195 

CbilDren's  Songs. 

A,  B,  C,  D,  E,  F,  G,  .  .  Alphabet  Song,  303 
Ah,  Why  will  My  Child  be  So  Cross  ?  .  .302 
Baby  Bye,  Here's  a  Fly,  .  Theodore  TiUon.  148 
Baby  is  a  Sailor  BoyJ  .  .  George  Cooper,  231 
Beautiful  Sea,  Foaming  and  Free,  .         .        135 

Children  Go  to  and  fro,  in  a  Merry,  Pretty  Row,  270 
Cricket :  Chirp,  Chirp,  Chirp,  .  .  .  .271 
Ding,  Dong,  Bell,  Pussy's  in  the  Well, .  .  321 
Gay  Dances  Bibabutzaman,  ....  303 
Hare  and  Hunter:  As  the  Moon  Shone  Bright,  287 
Here  Cometh  Rosalind  Chasing  the  Bee,  .  .  I35 
Hobby  Horse  :  Hop,  Hop,  Nimble  as  a  Top,  .  361 
Humpty  Dumpty  Sat  on  a  Wall,  ...  32I 
I'm  Glad  I  Am  a  Farmer,  ....  135 
Johnny  had  a  Little  Dog,  Bingo  was  His  Name,  331 
Little  Busy  Bee  Abroad  Doth  Roam,  .         .  271 

Little  Jack  Homer  Sat  in  a  Comer,  .  .  321 
Little  Miss  Muffet  Sat  on  a  Tuffet,  .  .  .321 
Out  of  the  Window,  Over  the  Way,  .  ,  ,281 
O  Pretty  Polly,  Don't  You  Cry,  .  .  .331 
O  Wild  is  thy  Joy,  My  Affectionate  Boy,  .  301 
Ring  around  a  Rosy,  Sit  upon  a  Posy,  .       330 

There  is  a  Happy  Land,  .  Andrew  Young.  333 
There  was  One,  Little  Jack,  .  Jane  Taylor.  302 
Twinkle  Brightly,  Stars  of  Night,  .  .  .225 
Wake,  Happy  Children,  in  the  Dewy  Mom,  109 

We  Come  to  See  Miss  Jennie  Jones,  .  •  330 
Wiegenlied :  Brother,  Thou  and  I,  .  .  320 
What  Care  We  for  Gold  or  Silver?  .  .  331 
Which  Way  Does  the  Wind  Blow?  .  .  .135 
Winkum,  Winkum,  Shot  Your  Eye>      •        •       271 


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Abide  wiCh  Me,  •  .  Wm.  H.  Monk.  I2I 
Adeste  Fideles,  .  .  .  Anonymous.  Z25 
All  Hail  the  Power  of  Jesos*  Name,  E.  Perronet.  19 
All  the  Saints  Adore  Thee,  .  J.  B.  Dykes.  294 
Alleluia  I  Alleluia !  .  .  Easter  Carol.  96 
Angelic  Songs  are  Swelling,  .  F.  W.  Faber, 
Art  Thou  Weary?  .  .  .  St.  Stephanos. 
As  a  Uttle  Child,  .  C  M.  Von  Weber. 
Ave  Sanctissima,  .  .  Felicia  Hemans. 
Awake,  My  Soul,  and  With  the  Sun,  Thos.  Ken.  305 
Battle  Hymn  of  Republic,  .  Julia  Ward  Howe.  105 
Be  Thou,  O  God,  Exalted  High,  .  W.  Franc.  61 
Beulah  Land,  .  .  ,  J.  R.  Sweeny,  1 9 
Calm  Was  the  Night,  .  Arthur  Sullivan.  273 
Carol,  Brothers,  Carol,  .  IV.  A,  Muhlenberg.  263 
Christ  is  Bom  in  Bethlehem,  .  Anonymous.  1 59 
Christ  is  Bom  of  Maiden  Fair,  .  Gauntlet.  353 
Christmas  Carol,  .  •  Thomas  Helmore.  262 
Christmas  Hymn,  .  ,  Henry  Dielman.  267 

Christmas  Song,  ,         .        ,        A.  Adam.     27 

Christmas  Time  is  Come  ^^^n,  .  Anonymous.  158 
Christ  was  Bora  on  Christmas  Etey,  J.  M.  Neale.  262 
Church  Militant,  .  .  H.  S.  Cutler.  107 

Colvunbia,  God  Preserve  Thee  Free,     /.  Haydn,  133 
Come,  All  Ye  Faithful,     ,         ,        J.  Reading.  125 
Come,  Thon  Almighty  Kii^ 
Come,  Ye  Disconsolate,       • 
Coronation,     .         .         •         . 
Cradle  Hymn,         .         . 
Cradle  Song  of  Vir^n,        . 
Evening  Hymn,  .         , 

Evening  Hymn,        .         , 
Fade,  Fade,  Each  Earthly  Joy, 
Fading,  Still  Fading,         . 
Flee  As  a  Bird,    . 
Fourth  of  July  Hymn, 


Charles  Wesley,  305 

Samuel  Webbe,  142 

Oliver  Holden,  1 9 

J.J.  Rousseau.  I18 

Joseph  Bamby.  1 99 

Felicia  Hemans.  213 

F.  Mendelssohn.  305 

.      H.  Bonar.  275 

Portuguese,  I45 

Mary  S.  B.  Dana.  50 

71  Hastings.  267 


Give  Me  Jesus,  .  ,  ,  Slave  Hymn.  309 
Gloria  Patri,  .  •  .  .  Anonymous.  97 
God  Bless  Our  Native  Land,  ,  T.  Dwight.  133 
God  Shall  Chaise  His  Angel  Legions,  .  .  29 
Guide  Me,  O  Thou  Great  JehovaJi,  F.  Herold.  2^^ 
Hail  to  the  Brightness,  .  7%os.  Hastings.  35 1 
Hail,  Thou  Most  Sacred  One,  Felicia  Hemans.  213 
Hallelujah  Chorus,  .  .  ^  G.  F.  Handel.  112 
Hark  I  the  Herald  Angels  Sing,  Chas.  Wesley.  304 
Hark  I  the  Vesper  Hymn  is  Stealing,  T.  Moore.     25 


Heaven  is  My  Home, 
Heavens  Are  Telling,  The, 
He's  the  Lily  of  the  Valley, 
Holy,  Holy,  Holy, 
Home  of  tiie  Soul,      .         . 
How  Gentle  God's  Commands, 


A.  S.  Sullivan.  339 
L.  Beethoven.  28 
•  Slave  Hymn.  311 
/.  B.  Dykes.  294 
Philip  Phillips.  I20 
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Hush,  My  Babe,  Lie  Still  and  Slumber,  Watts.  118 
I  Love  Thy  Kingdom,  Lend,  .  71  Dwight.  245 
la  Excelsia  Gloria,      .        .      .       Welsh  Air.  132 


In  Heavenly  Love  Abiding,  .  F.  Mendelssohn, 
Jerusalem  the  Golden,  .  Alexander  Ewing. 
Jerusalem,  My  Happy  Home,  .  Latin  Hymn. 
Jesus  is  Mine,  «  .  •  Horatius  Bonar. 
Jesus  Lives,  .         .         .         C.  F.  Gellert. 

Jesus,  the  Very  Thought  <rf  Thee,  .  G.  Rossini. 
Joy  to  the  World, .         ,        .  Isaac  Watts. 

Lead,  Kindly  Light,  .         J.  H.  Newman. 

Lord,  Dismiss  us  with  Thy  Blessing,  W.  Shirley. 
Lord's  Prayer,  The,  .  .         S.  J.  Hale. 

Lord,  in  this  Thy  Mercy's  Day, .  W.  H.  Monk. 
Many  Thousand  Gone,  .  .  Slave  Hymn. 
May  the  Grace  of  Christ,  Our  Saviour,  Doxology. 
Mine  Eyes  Have  Seen  the  OtXarj^  Julia  W.  Howe. 
My  Country,  'Tis  of  Thee,  .  &  F.  SmUh. 
Nearer,  My  God,  to  Thee,  .  Sarah  F.  Adams. 
Never  Alone,  .         .  R.  W.  Raymond. 

Ninety  and  Nine,  .  .  .  Jra  D.  Sankey. 
Nobody  Knows  the  Trouble  I've  Seen,  Slave. 
Not  in  Halls  of  Regal  Splendor,        .  Welsh. 

Now  All  the  Bells,  .  .  Easter  Carol. 
Now  Thank  We  All  Our  God,  Martin  Rinkert. 
O  Could  Our  Thoughts,  .  .  Anne  Steele. 
O  Thou  Joyful  Day,  .  Johannes  Falk, 

Oft  in  Danger,  Oft  in  Woe,  .  //.  K.  White. 
Oh,  For  a  Thousand  Tongues,  Charles  Wesley. 
Old  Hundred,         »         ,  ,         W,  Frane, 

Our  Father  in  Heaven,  .  ,  S.  J.  Hale. 
Over  There,  .  .  .  T.C.  C  Kane. 
Palms,  The  .  .  .  •  'J-  Faure. 
Peace  on  Earth,  ,  .  .  G.  Donizetti. 
Praise  God  from  Whom  All  Blessings  Flow,  . 
Praise  Ye  Jehovah's  Name,  .  Anonymous. 
Praise  to  God,  .         .  Sebastian  Bach. 

Prayer  from  Freiscbutz,  .  C.  M.  Von  Weber. 
Rise,  Crowned  with  Light,  .  .  A.  Lyoff. 
Saw  Ye  Never  in  the  Twilight,  C.  F.  Alexander. 
Shall  We  Meet  Beyond  the  River,  E.  S.  Rice. 
Shout  the  Glad  Tidings,  .  W.  A.  Muhlenberg. 
Silent  Night,  Holy  Night,  .  Michael  Haydn. 
Slave  Hymns,  .         .         .         Anonymous. 

Softly  Now  the  Light  of  Day,  G.  W.  Doane. 
Songs,  Revealing  Sacred  Feeling,  .  Von  Weber. 
Sons  of  Men,  Beheld  From  Far,  Chas,  Wesley. 
Steal  Away,  ....  Slave  Hymn. 
Stranger  Star,  The,        .  C   F.  Alexander. 

Strike  the  Cymbal,  .  .  .  Pucitta. 
Swing  Low,  Sweet  Chariot,  .  Slave  Hymn. 
The  Son  of  God  Goes  Forth  to  War,  R.  Heber. 
There  is  a  Happy  Land,        .      Andrew  Young, 


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Twilight  is  Falling,  .  . 
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What  Means  This  Glory,  . 
When  Shall  We  Meet  Again? 


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manizing power  of  music,  and  especially  of  music  in 
the  house  and  the  home.  Even  in  a  moral  point  of 
view  it  is  thoroughly  harmonizing  in  its  influence.  To 
see  a  family  grouped  round  the  piano-forte  in  an  even- 
ing, blending  their  voices  together  in  the  strains  of 
Haydn  or  Mozart,  or  in  the  better  known  and  loved 
melodies  of  our  native  land,  is  a  beautiful  sight — a 
graceful  and  joyous  picture  of  domestic  happiness. 
The  mother  takes  the  piano-forte  accompaniment,  the 


father  leads  with  a  violin  or  flute,  or  supports  {he  melv 
ody  with  the  bass,  while  the  young  group  furnish  ths 
soprano  and  alto  parts.  What  is  more  likely  to  make 
home  attractive,  or  to  cause  children  to  grow  up  Id 
love  with  domestic  life,  than  such  a  practice  as  this  I 
The  young  ought  to  be  sedulously  taught  music,  s«' 
that,  when  they  grow  up,  no  youth,  no  operative,  nc- 
man,  nor  woman,  may  be  without  the  solace  of  song 
Let  a  taste  for  home  music  be  cultivated  in  the  rising 
generation,  and  we  shall  answer  for  the  good  effects. 


MELODIES  OF  MANY  LANDS. 


-  B             Moderate  Time.      ,              ^ 

1   OS  -■ 1— » — 1^ !^ ^ 

^  ^ — 1 1^, 

1 — fc ! l%n 

cv 

1^.  Glovbk. 

g^= 

~sr~'m~sr' — m 

-m ^— ij^ — 5- 

— j r  1  V 

^ — 9 — t^ — S- 

W      W      9  •     8 

M         N    fl  •      M 

^ 

^      ^r        1 

•    r    •     * 

W         I      ^-..    y... 

7) 

1.  The  mel  -  o  -  dies      of 

2.  Its     words  I      well      re  - 

3.  It      told     me  in        the 

f^M  ft — i#~r* — ■ — w^ — ^~i 

ma  -  ny    lands   Ere- 
mem-ber   now.  Were 
hour  of     need    To 

^       ^      ^,     M. 

rp — m — m- — tai- 

•^                          1 
whi  le  have  charmed  mine  ear, 
fraught  with  precepts       old, 
seek    a      sol  -  acf      there, 

rr^— • — 1       r  f  (^ — 

r 

Yet 

And 
Where 

t^V-| — h?— t^ — \ ^- 

'P — t* — 1 1^ 

"(•    1*    r~'~~"i* 

-' h 

'-^             r 

1^     i^    1       1^ 

-K^- 


^^=?=^- 


■m — al — »— j— «- 


there's  but  one  a-mong  them  all  Which  still  my  heart  holds  dear;  I  heard  it  first  from 
ev  -  'ry  line  a  max  -  ira  held.  Of  far  more  worth  than  gold ;  A  les  -  son  'twas,  though 
on  -  ly    strick  -  en    hearts  could  find  Sweet  answer  to    their  prayer;   Ah  I  much  I  owe      that 

-^ :£-;p:_-p_::^?im. 


lips   I  loved.  My  tears    it    then  be  -  guiled, 
simply  taught, That  can-not   pass  a    •    way; 
gentle  voice.  Whose  words  my  tears  beguiled. 


-b^— 6^— r 


-i — ^KH-^ ^ r-^-=^ 1 — 


It   was  the  song  my  moth-er    sang    When 
It     is    my  guid  -  ing  star   by     night.  My 
That  song  of  songs  my  moth-er    sang.  When 


:t=r 


M.  jm.  M. 


4iC=fB=^EZI^: 


i^ 


* 


^k 


'^  > 


^^ 


1 — V- 


\    N- 


LrJ^-J^ 


fe 


^=^^=_9_ 


:;S=i|i=il=^: 


-^-^ 


■a^— *- 


I    was   but    a    child.  It     was  the  song  my 

comfort  in    the   day;  It      is      my  guid-ing 

I    was    but    a    child ;  That  song  of  songs  my 

.  .m-  -m.  -m.  .(^  jm-  .m-  m-j^ 


mother  sang,  When  I  was  but      a    child. 
star  by  night.  My    comfort  in       the  day. 
mother  sang   When  I  was  but      a    child. 


^^^^^^- 


"  But  I  have  no  voice,"  says  one ;  "  I  have  no  ear  for 
music,"  says  another.  Could  you  read  before  you 
learned  to  do  so  ?  Could  you  write  without  traveling 
the  crooked  path  of  pot-hooks  ?  You  can  speak,  be- 
cause you  learned  to  do  so.  And  you  can  sing,  pro- 
vided you  learn  how.  But  you  can  no  more  sing 
without  learning  than  the  Irishman  could  play  the  fid- 
dle who  had  "  never  tried. "  Every  human  being  pos- 
sesses the  faculty  of  music  to  a  greater  or  less  extent, 
bat  the  gift  must  be  cultivated,  and  not  allowed  to 


"  rust  in  us  unused."  It  was  doubtless  conferred  on 
man  for  a  wise  purpose ;  and,  like  all  our  other  facul- 
ties, intended  to  be  exercised  for  our  pleasure  and 
well-being.  In  our  schemes  of  education,  this  divins 
gift  of  song  has  been  almost  entirely  overlooked. 
Very  rarely,  indeed,  does  the  school-master  dream  ol 
the  necessity  for  cultivating  it,  and  so  the  gift  lies 
waste.  In  Germany  music  and  singing  form  a  part 
of  the  school  education  of  almost  every  child ;  henoe 
the  homes  of  Germany  arc  musical  and  temperate 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


II 


Sound. — Sound  is  occasioned  by  the  vibration  of 
acme  sonorous  body  which  is  communicated  to  the 
air.  This  motion  of  the  air  is  transferred  to  the  tym- 
panum of  the  ear,  and  thence,  by  mf  ans  of  most  ex- 
quisite mechanical  contrivances,  through  the  auditory 
nerve  to  the  brain.  A  wave  of  sound  goes  out  from 
the  sonorous  centre  in  a  spherical  form,  consisting  of 
alternate  condensations  and  rarefactions,  something 
in  the  same  way  as  a  wave  of  water  goes  out  from  the 
the  centre  of  disturbance  in  a  circular  form,  consist- 
ing of  alternate  ridges  and  depressions.     The  differ- 


ence between  a  sound  and  a  musical  note  is  not  a  dif- 
ference/<frj<f;  any  sound  repeated  with  equal  force, 
at  very  minute  intervals,  will  produce  a  musical  note, 
the  pitch  of  the  note  produced  depending  solely  upon 
the  frequency  of  the  repetition;  the  more  frequent 
the  vibrations  become  the  higher  will  be  the  pitch. 
A  single  sonorous  impulse,  or  such  successive  impul- 
ses as  are  irregular  in  their  character,  produce  noise. 
Perfectly-timed  impulses  produce  a  musical  note.  In- 
tensity is  due  to  the  amount  of  disturbance  in  the 
medium,  to  the  amplitude  of  the  excursion  which 


WHEN  THE  SWALLOWS  HOMEWARD  FLY. 


Franz  Abt. 


1.  When  the    swallows  homeward    fly,  When  the 

2.  When  the  white  swan  southward  roves.  To    seek 

3.  Hush,  my  heart !  why  thus  complain  ?  Thou  must. 


lie,  When  from 


ros     -    es  scatter'd      lie.  When  from 
at  noon  the  orange  groves, When  the 
too,         thy  woes  con-tain.  Though  on 


m 


^ 


t»— (» 


3^^ 


3^ 


■^- 


^  ^ 


nei  -  ther  hill  nor  dale.  Chants  the  sil  -  v'ry  night  •  in  -  gale;  In  these  words  my  bleeding 
red  tints  of  the  west  Prove  the  sun  has  gone  to  rest;  In  these  words  my  bleeding 
earth   no  more  we  rove,  Loud  -  ly    breathing  words  of   love ;  Thou,  my  heart,  must  find  re- 


*=JS 


^^ 


^--S: 


^^ 


■e±=.r-=e=f: 


-s=^ 


m    ^-T— 1 


-t^    1^    1**  I- 


j_jlM^;  nr^A^i.^^ 


i^zsi: 


^ 


^-^^ 


heart  Would  to  thee  its  grief  im-part.  When 
heart  Would  to  thee  its  grief  im-  part,  V.Tien 
lief.  Yield -ing    to  these  words  be- lief;  I 


I  thus    thy     im 

I  thus    thy     im 

shall      see    thy      form 


age  lose, 
age  lose, 
a  -  gain. 


"^  F  r'  z 


g 


-^ 


:^=^ 


^=«: 


¥-¥■ 


f 


Qm  I,  ah,  can  I  e'er  know  re-pose. 
Can  I,  ah,  can  I  e'-r'"  row  re-pose. 
Though      to  -  day  we  part   a-  gain. 


Can  I,  ah,  can  I  e'er  know  re  -  pose  ? 
Can  I,  ah,  can  I  e'er  know  re  -  pose  ? 
Though  to    -     day  .   .    we  part     a  -  gain. 


m 


^ 


:?2: 


1^=:^ 


q?=:r^ 


l^=r 


I 


m 


itt 


every  little  molecule  makes  back  and  forth  in  deliv- 
ering up  its  motion  and  coming  to  rest.  Every  note 
corresponds  to  a  fixed  rate  of  vibration,  and  harmony 
is  due  to  the  existence  of  a  sim^jle  ratio  between  the 
rates  of  vibration  of  the  two  notes  struck  simultane- 
ously. The  ratio  of  the  octave  is  «,  of  the  fifth  is  ^, 
of  the  fourth  *,  of  the  third  *,  and  of  the  minor  third 
* ;  that  is  to  say,  the  number  of  vibrations  of  the  high- 
er note  in  the  chord  corresponds  with  the  numerator 
tf  the  fraction,  and  of  the  lower  note  with  its  denom- 


inator. When  the  ratio  becomes  more  complex  than 
5  the  combination  is  unpleasant  to  the  human  ear,  as 
well  as  to  some  animals,  and  is  called  discordant. 

Under  the  influence  of  music  we  are  all  deluded 
in  some  way.  We  imagine  that  the  performers  must 
dwell  in  the  regions  to  which  they  lift  their  hearers. 
We  are  reluctant  to  admit  that  a  man  may  blow  the 
most  soul-animating  strains  from  his  trumpet  and  yet 
be  a  coward ;  or  melt  an  audience  to  tears  with  hif 
violin,  and  yet  be  a  heartless  profligate. — Hilliard, 


13 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


The  old-time  singing-master  undoubtedly  did  good 
in  his  own  day  and  generation,  but  iie  has  wrought 
harm  in  ours,  in  having  left  the  impression  that  a 
thorough  practical  knowledge  of  music  can  only  be 
acquired  by  those  who  possess  the  gifts  of  musical 
genius.  The  error  in  this  idea  has,  however,  been 
fully  demonstrated ;  and  he  who  would  know  what  can 
be  accomplished  when  correct  methods  are  applied  to 
the  teaching  of  music  need  only  go  where  music  is 
placed  on  the  proper  basis  and  is  taught  according  to 
correct  educational  principles.  Indeed,  it  is  now  con- 
clusively shown  that  the  proportion  of  children  who 


can  not,  with  proper  instruction,  leam  to  sing,  {s  vm 
greater  than  that  of  those  who  can  not  learn  mathe- 
matics  or  language ;  and  that  the  best  teachers  in 
other  branches  become,  even  with  little  knowledge  of 
music,  the  most  successful  teachers  of  this  subject, 
when  once  properly  started.  This  fact  clearly  shows 
that  the  regular  teachers,  under  proper  supervision, 
will  eventually  become  the  teachers  of  music.  It  is 
true  that  special  aptitude  may  give  one  pupil  the  ad- 
vantage over  another  in  music  as  in  other  branches, 
but  the  fact  remains  that  all  can  leam  something  of 
music,  and  nearly  all  can  become  proficient-     Had 


HOME,  SWEET  HOME. 


JOHM  HOWAKS  PAt 


l,jj/j  ^\i   ^  JliL-TJ  jU  *r;\^^^ 


1.  'Mid    pleas 

2.  I        gaze 

3.  An     ex    - 


ures  and  pal    .  a  .  ces     though  we  may  roam.      Be  it    ev  -     er    so 

on  the  moon    as    I     tread    the  drear  wild.      And    feel  that  my 

ile  from  home,  splendor  daz    •    zles  in  vain;         Oh,  give  me    my 

^^    -  -  -      ^  m.n — J3L 


F  FriF  FPiB 


?E^S 


22: 


I 


^  j  ^14/j  jij  -  JipH-^'iJ  ^j^^m 


hum-ble,  there's  no     place  like  home ;    A  charm  from  the  skies  seems  to  hal    -    low    us* 
moth-er    now  thinks    of    her  child;    As  she  looks  on  that  moon  from  our  own    cot-tage 
low  •  ly  tbatch'd  cot  -  tage    a  •gain;        The  birds    sing-ing  gaily,  that        came    at    my 


there.    Which,  seek      thro'  the  world,  is    ne'er  met 
door.  Thro'  the  wood-bine  whose  fragrance  shall  cheer 
call;    Give  me  them,      and  that  peace  of  mind,  dear 


\rith  elsewhere, 
me    no    more. 
er  than  all. 


Home,  home^ 
Home,  homCf 
Home,  home. 


reading  or  mathernatics  been  as  superficially  taught  in 
the  past  as  music,  the  results  would  have  been  no  bet- 
ter. Happily,  however,  the  value  of  a  musical  training 
is  now  recognized  by  our  best  educators,  and  music  is 
being  placed  on  a  correct  basis.  Among  large  cities, 
the  schools  of  Boston  have  already  become  justly 
famous  for  results  in  this  direction,  and  other  cities 
are  turning  their  attention  to  this  important  matter. 
Three  Verses. — We  insert  this  best  of  songs  as  a 
sweet-voiced  mother  sang  it,  more  than  fifty  years  ago, 
by  fireside  and  cradle.  It  is  not  Home,  Sweet  Home 
to  us  without  the  familiar  second  verse  which,  as  a 


friend  says,  <*  belongs  there."  The  homeless  author, 
John  Howard  Payne,  needs  nothing  besides  to  rescue 
his  name  from  oblivion.  To  have  written  this  little 
song,  which  the  world  has  taken  to  its  heart  because 
of  its  simplicity  and  tenderness,  is  infinitely  more  wor- 
thy a  human  being  than  to  have  wielded  the  sceptre 
of  Augustus  Caesar  or  of  the  first  Napoleon!  An 
old  book  lies  before  us,  in  which  the  song  appears  in 
five  stanzas.  It  may  have  originally  been  so  written, 
the  author  afterwards  retaining  but  two  of  the  favorite 
verses ;  at  all  events  our  mothers  sang  it  thus  when 
**  Home,  Sweet  Home  "  was  new,  so  many  years  ago. 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


13 


The  Quake*:  as  a  sect,  it  is  known,  do  not  favor 
music;  they  think  it  to  be  a  profitless  amusement,  in- 
dulged in  by  the  world's  people.  George  Thompson, 
the  famous  English  abolitionist,  while  lecturing  in  Eng- 
land on  the  abolition  of  slavery  in  the  British  Prov- 
inces, stopped  one  night  with  a  Quaker  family.  He 
was  a  great  lover  of  music,  and  at  that  time  was  a  good 
singer.  During  the  evening  he  sang  "  Oft  in  the  Stilly 
Night,"  which  was  listened  to  with  the  closest  attention. 
In  the  morning  the  lady  of  the  house,  after  Mr.  Thomp- 
son came  from  bis  room,  appeared  quite  uneasy.     She 


wanted  to  hear  the  song  again,  but  it  would  hardly  do 
for  her,  a  Quakeress,  to  request  its  repetition.  At  last, 
so  goes  liie  pleasant  little  story,  her  desire  getting  the 
better  of  her,  slie  ventured  to  say:  "  George,  will  thes 
repeat  the  words  of  last  evening  in  thy  usual  manner  ?  " 
Th£rk  can  be  no  doubt  that  music  has  a  great  in- 
fluence in  imparting  those  delightful  sensations  which 
tend  to  sweeten  and  prolong  life.  That  this  fact  is 
often  recognized  is  testified  by  the  immense  number  of 
those  who  devote  themselves  entirely  to  the  manufac* 
ture  and  sale  of  musical  instruments.   It  is,  however,  ao* 


FLOW,  RIO  VERDE. 


1.  Flow,      Ri-o    Ver  -  de, 

2.  Bear      her  lone  spir  -  it 

3.  Dark,      glassy    wa  -  ter, 


in 


so 


mel     -    o  -  dy      flow; 
far  on    the   sound, 

crim  -  soned  of      yore. 


Win  her  that  weep  -  eth  to 
Back  to  her  childhood,  her 
Voi    -     ces  of   sor  -  row    are 


;g-:  -r  .-r- 


slum  -  ber  from  woe. 
life's  fairy  ground, 
known    to  thy   shore. 


Bid       thy  wave's  mu  -  sic 
Pass      like  the  whis  -  per  of 
Thou  shouldst  have  echoes  for 


1   -^^ 

roll  thro'  her  dreams.  Grief  ev  -  er 
love  that  is  gone,  Pass  like  the 
grief's  deepest    tone.  Thou  shouldst  have 


lov  -  eth  the  kind  voice 
whis -per  of  love  that 
ech  -  oes      for      grief's  deep 


of  streams;      Flow,      Ri  - 

is      gone.       Flow,      Ri  - 

-est     tone.       Flow,      Ri  - 


o      Ver  -  de,      in      mel     -    'o  -  dy 
o      Ver  -  de,  soft    -    ly  flow 

o      Ver  -  de,  soft    •    ly  flow 


flow, 
on, 


Win  her    that     weep    -    eth         to 

Flow,         ^i  "L°        ^^^    '     ^^* 

■m-  ^  -0^  ^ 


m 


J. 


slum  -  ber      from  woe  I 

soft-     ly       flow  on. 


■»— = — » — » •- 


^^ 


--w=^ 


♦Ree-o  Vare-day. 


knowledged  tfiroughoat  the  world,  that  the  human  voice 
has  no  equal  for  the  production  of  sweet,  elevating, 
enchanting  sounds  that  delight  the  ear  and  give  tone 
and  coloring  to  the  words  of  the  poet.  Hence,  of  all 
kinds  of  music,  vocal  music  should  claim  the  especial 
attention  of  all  earnest  and  progressive  educators,  for 
singing  is  known  to  improve  the  enunciation,  refine 
the  taste,  elevate  the  morals,  confirm  the  health, 
strengthen  the  social  feeling,  and  add  much  to  the 
pleasure  of  all.  The  consideration  of  health  is  one 
to  which  too  much  attention  cannot  be  given.    Singing 


is  beneficial,  indirectly,  by  increasing  the  flow  of  spirits, 

and  dispelling  weariness  and  despondency;  and  directly 
by  the  exercise  which  it  gives  to  the  lungs  and  the  vitsi 
organs.  We  cannot  sing  without  increased  action  of  the 
lungs,  and  this  causes  tlie  heart  and  all  the  organs  of 
digestion  and  nutrition  to  act  with  renewed  vigor. 
The  singer  brings  a  greater  quantity  of  air  into  contact 
with  the  blood,  and  hence  the  blood  is  better  purified 
and  vitalized.  Healthful  and  highly  oxygenized  blood 
gives  energy  to  the  brain,  and  thus  the  mind  as  well 
as  the  body  shares  the  benefit  of  this  delightful  exercise. 


14 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


Handel  wu  one  of  the  most  hmnorons  of  mor- 
tals, and  at  the  same  time  one  of  the  most  initable. 
His  best  jokes  were  perpetrated  frequently  during 
his  most  violent  bursts  of  passion.  Having  occasion 
to  bring  out  one  of  his  oratorios  in  a  provincial  town 
of  England,  he  began  to  look  about  for  such  material 
to  complete  his  orchestra  and  chorus  as  the  place 
might  afford.  One  and  another  was  recommended, 
u  usual,  as  being  a  splendid  singer,  a  great  player, 
•nd  so  on.  After  a  while  these  were  gathered  to- 
gether in  a  room,  and,  after  preUminaries,  Handel 
made  his  appearance,  puffing,  both  arms  full  of  man- 
uscripts. "Gentlemen,"  quoth  he,  "you  all  read 
manuscripts?"  "Yes,  yes."  responded  from  all  parts 
of  the  room.  "  We  play  in  the  church,"  added  an 
old  man  behind  a  violoncello.      "Very  well,  play 


dis,"  said  Handel,  distributing  the  parts.  This  don^ 
and  a  few  explanations  delivered,  Handel  retired  to 
a  distant  part  of  the  room  to  enjoy  the  effect  The 
stumbling,  fumbling  and  blundering  that  ensued  is 
said  to  have  been  indescribable.  Handel's  sensitive 
ear  and  impetuous  spirit  could  not  long  brook  the 
insult,  and  clapping  his  hands  to  his  ears,  he  ran  to 
the  old  gentleman  of  the  violoncello,  and  shaking 
his  fist  fiiriously  at  the  terrified  man  and  the  instm- 
ment,  said,  *'  You  blay  in  de  church  I — very  well — 
you  may  blay  in  de  church — for  we  read,  De  Lord 
is  long  suffering,  of  great  kindness,  forgiving  iniquity, 
transgression  and  sin ;  you  sal  blay  in  de  church,  but 
you  sal  not  blay  for  me  1"  and  snatching  together  his 
manuscripts,  he  rushed  out  of  the  room,  leaving  his 
astonished  performers  to  draw  their  own  conclusions. 


SHELLS  OF  OCEAN. 


.f.r.fi,i  f^Ni  r 


J.  W.  CBKUtT.    C.  Matz  Arr. 


?5=?if 


Vl.*  ^  ^ 


^^ 


I.  One  snm-mer     eve,    with  pen -sive  thought,    I    wan-der'd    on       the    sea -beat 
a.  I    stoop'd  up  •  on        the  peb  -  bly  strand.  To  cull    the     toys     that  round  me 


^m 


^ 


^=5z 


W=^ 


?vi,i:,f;;ij:^viii^:^ 


m^ 


^=w 


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shore.Where  oft,  in  heed-less  in  -  fant  sport,   I   gather'd  shells    in  days  be-  fore,     I   gath-er'd 
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duld,   A  dream  came  o'er  me  like  a  spell,  I  thoogfat  I  was    a-gain,    a-gain      a  child, 
child.  We  gath-er  shells  from  youth  to  t^.  And  then  we  leave  them,  leave  ti^em,  like  a  child. 


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SPRING,  GENTLE  SPRING. 


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1.  Spring!  Spring!  gen    -    tie  Spring !  Young  -  est    sea    -    son  of      the    year,      Hith  -  er 

2.  Spring!  Spring!  gen     -    tie  Spring!    Gust  -  y    March     be -fore    thee  flies,     Gloom  -  y 


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flow'rs.  Come  and     fill         the  woods  with  song. —    We 


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will    wel  -  come  thee  and  them. 


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FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


Nursery  Rhymes. — Many  of  these  productions 
have  a  very  curious  history,  but  cannot  always  be 
fully  traced.  Some  of  them  probably  owe  their 
origin  to  names  distinguished  in  our  literature;  as 
Oliver  Goldsmith,  for  instance,  is  believed  in  his 
earlier  days  to  have  written  such  compositions.  Dr. 
E.  F.  Rimbault  gives  us  the  following  particulars  as 
to  some  well-known  favorites:  "  Sing  a  Song  of  Six- 
pence" is  as  old  as  the  sixteenth  century.  "  Three 
Blind  Mice"  is  found  in  a  music-book  dated  1609. 
"The  Frog  and  the  Mouse"  was  licensed  in  1580. 
"Three  Children  Sliding  on  the  Ice"  dates  from 
1633.  "London  Bridge  is  Broken  Down"  is  of 
nnfathomed  antiquity.  "  Girls  and  Boys,  Come  out 
to  Play  "  is  certainly  as  old  as  the  reign  of  Charles 


II.;  as  is  also  "  Lacy  Locket  lost  her  Pocket,"  to  thi 
tune  of  which  the  American  song  of  "  Yankee  Doo- 
dle "  was  written.  "  Pussy  Cat,  Pussy  Cat,  where  have 
you  been?"  is  of  the  age  01  v^ueen  Bess.  "Little 
Jonny  Homer"  is  older  than  the  seventeenth  century. 
"The  Old  Woman  Tossed  in  a  Blanket"  is  of  the 
reign  of  James  II..  to  whom  it  is  supposed  to  allude. 
Wesley  saw  a  difference  between  loud  talking 
and  screaming.  To  a  screamer  he  once  said :  "  Scream 
no  more  at  the  peril  of  your  soul.  God  now  warns 
you  by  me,  whom  he  has  set  over  you.  Speak  as 
earnestly  as  you  can,  but  do  not  scream.  Speak 
with  all  your  heart,  but  with  a  moderate  voice.  It 
was  said  of  our  Lord, '  He  shall  not  cry :'  the  word 
properly  translated  means,  *  He  shall  not  scream.' " 


BRIGHTLY. 

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1.  Bright  -  ly, 
2. 0  •  dors, 
3.  Faint  -    ly. 


bright  -  ly        gleam  the  sparkling    rills ; 

o  -    dors        load    the  sum  -  mer    air, 
faint  -    ly        sounds  the  dis  -  tant    fall; 


Sum  -  mer, 
Mus  •   ic. 
Light  -  ly. 


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sweet  -  ly  ech  -  oes  there ;  And  brightest  maids,  with  soft  -  est  glance.  Then  join  the  song  and 
wood  -  land  ech  -  oes   call.      And    in    their  voice  we     seem    to      hear  The  tones  of  friends  once 


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SOUND  OUR  VOICES  LONG  AND  SWEET. 

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1 .  Sound  our  voices  long  and  sweet,  And  roll  the  stirring  drum ;  Friends  and  neighbors  round  us  meet,  And 

2.  Now  the  ro  -  sy  mom  is  come,  Of  merry,  gladsome  May,  With  birds  that  carol,  bees  that  hum — A 


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to    our  greeting     come :  Come  where  music     float  -  eth  oft,  On     soft  and  balmy        air : 
welcome,  hap-py      day.    Wild  flowers  now  in  fair  -  y  nooks  are  shedding  sweet  per- fume.  The 


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Ye  whose  hearts  by  grief  are  stirred.  And  ye  whose  skies  are  fair,  j  rp     i      !»     i-  i 

Spring  makesglad  the  mossy  brooks,  And  ail  the  meadows  bloom,  j     "■ 


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The  Ear.— The  sound-wave  passes  first  into  the 
auditory  canal,  about  an  inch  in  length,  and  striking 
against  the  tympanum,  or  ear-drum,  which  closes 
the  orifice  of  the  external  ear,  it  throws  this  mem- 
brane into  vibration.  Next,  a  series  of  small  bones, 
called  respectively,  from  their  peculiar  form,  the 
hammer,  anvil,  and  stirrup,  conduct  to  the  inner 
ear,  which  is  termed,  from  its  complicated  stucture, 
the  labyrinth.  This  is  filled  with  liquid,  and  con- 
tains semi-circular  canals,  and  the  cochlea  (snail- 
shell)  which  receive   the  vibrations   and   transmit 


them  to  the  auditory  nerve,  the  fine  filaments  of 
which  are  spread  out  to  catch  every  pulsation  of  the 
sound-wave.  The  middle  ear,  which  contains  the 
chain  of  small  bones,  is  a  simple  cavity  about  half 
an  inch  in  diameter,  filled  with  air.  It  communicates 
with  the  mouth  by  means  of  the  Eustachian  tube. 
"Within  the  labyrinth  are  also  fine,  elastic  hair-bristlfis 
and  crystalline  particles  among  the  nerve-fibres,  won- 
derfully fitted,  the  one  to  receive  and  the  other  to 
prolong  the  vibrations ;  and  lastly,  a  lute  of  3,000 
microscopic  strings,  so  stretched  as  to  vibrate  in  uni- 


WHY  DO  SUMMER  ROSES  FADE? 


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Oh,  let's      be     friends    to  -    geth  -    er. 
And  love    gives    place     to       rea    -    son. 


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All  things  bright  and  fair  are  made,  To  bloom  awhile  as  half  a  -  fraid  To  join  our  sum  -  mer 
Sum  -  mer  time  will  soon  be  past.  With  au  -  tumn  leaves  around  us  cast.  And  then  comes  win-try 
Friendship  pass  without  a    sigh.     And    all      on  earth  pass  coldly   by;     'Tis  but    a    win  -  try 


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greet  -  ing?  Or  do      they     on   -    ly  bloom    to     tell,  Ho\ 

weath  -  er.  Sure  -  ly       as       the  sum   mer's  day. 


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Sure  -  ly       as       the  sum   mer's  day.         Friend -ship,  too,    will 

And  friendship,  love     and  ros    -    es     too.  The  spring  -  time  shall      a  - 


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may  dwell,  Or  do   they  on  -  ly  bloom  to  tell.  How  brief    a    sea  -  son  love  may  dwell? 
a,- way.         Sure-  ly    as    the  sum -mer's  day.      Friendship  too     will  pass     a -way. 
re  -  new.  And  friendship,  love  and  ros  -  es    too.  The  spring-time  shall  a  -  gain  re  -  new. 


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son  with  any  sound.  The  Eustachian  tube  is  gener- 
ally closed,  thus  cutting  off  the  air  in  the  inner  cavity 
from  the  external  air.  If  at  any  time  the  pressure  of 
the  atmosphere  without  becomes  greater  or  less  than 
that  within,  the  tympanum  feels  the  strain.  A  forci- 
ble blow  upon  the  ear  may  produce  in  this  way  tem- 
porary deafness.  In  the  act  of  swallowing,  the  tube  is 
opened  and  the  equilibrium  restored.  We  may  force 
air  into  the  cavity  of  the  ear  by  closing  our  mouth 
and  nostt,  and  forcibly  expiring  the  air  from  our 
Ivuag^,     This  will  render  us  insensible  to  low  sounds, 


while  we  can  hear  the  higher  ones  as  usual. — Steele, 
A  tired  bee  hums  in  E ;  while  in  pursuit  of  honey 
it  hums  contentedly  in  A.  The  common  horse  fly, 
when  held  captive,  moves  its  wings  335  times  a  sec- 
ond; a  honey-bee,  190  times.  Youmans  says  it  is 
marvelous  how  slight  an  impulse  throws  a  vast 
amount  of  air  into  motion.  We  can  easily  hear 
the  song  of  a  bird  500  feet  above  us.  For  its  mel- 
ody to  reach  us  it  must  have  filled  with  wave-pulsa- 
tions a  sphere  of  air,  one  thousand  feet  in  diameter, 
or  set  in  motion  eighteen  tons  of  the  atmosphere- 


FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME, 

BEULAH  LAND. 


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J.  R.  SwBNBY,  by  per. 


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1.  I'vereachedthelandof  corn  and  wine,  And  all  its  rich-es  freely  mine;  Here  shines  undimm'd  one 

2.  The  Saviour  comes  and  walks  with  me,  And  sweet  communion  here  have  we ;  He  gent-ly  leads  me 

3.  A     sweet  per  -  fume  up  -  on  the  breeze  Is  borne  from  ever  -  ver-nal  trees,  And  flow'rs  that  never 

4.  The   zephyrs  seem  to    float  to  me,  Sweet  sounds  of  heaven's  mel-o-  dy.     As     an  -  gels  with  the 


bliss  -  ful  day.  For  all  my  night  has  pass'd  a  -way, 
with  His  hand.  For  this  is  Heaven's  bor-derland 
fad -ing  grow  Where  streams  of  life  for  -  ev-er  flow 
white-robed  throng.  Join  in  the  sweet  redemption  song. 


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Ben  •  lah  land,  sweet  Beulah  land.  As 


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-  ALL  HAIL  THE  POWER  OF  JESUS'  NAME. 


E,  Pkrronet,  1780. 
O.  HoLDKM,  1793.  "Coronation." 


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I.  AH  hail  the  power  of  Je-sus'  name  !  Let  angels  prostrate  fall;  Bring  forth  the  royal  di  -  a  -  dem.  And 

2.  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget  The  wormwood  and  the  gall.  Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  His  feet,  And 

3.   Let     ev'ry  kindred,  ev'ry  tribe.  On  this  ter-res-trial  ball.  To  Him  all  ma  -  jes  -  ty  as  -  cribe.  And 


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Him  Lord  of  all;  Bring  forth  the  royal  di  -  a  -  dem,  And  crown  Him 
Him  Lord  of  all;  Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  His  feet.  And  crown  Him 
Him  Lord    of     all;     To  Him  all  ma -jes- ty   as-cribe  And  crown  Him 


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Musical  Heredity. — Heredity  shows  itself  more 
markedly,  it  would  seem,  in  the  arts  than  in  the 
sciences.  Taking  music  we  find  son>e  remarkable 
instances.  The  Bach  family,  which  took  its  rise  about 
1550  and  became  extinct  in  1800,  presents  an  un- 
broken series  of  musicians  for  nearly  two  centuries. 
The  head  of  the  family  was  a  baker  of  Presburg,  his 
two  sons  were  the  first  who  were  musicians  by  profes- 
sion. Their  descendants  "  overran  Thuringia,  Sax- 
ony, and  Franconia,"  says  Papillon.  "They  were 
all  organists,  church  singers,  or  what  is  called  in 


Germany,  'city  musicians.'  When  they  became  too 
numerous  to  live  all  together,  and  the  members  of 
this  family  were  scattered  abroad,  they  resolved  to 
meet  once  a  year,  on  a  stated  day,  with  a  view  to 
maintaining  a  sort  of  patriarchal  bond  of  union.  This 
custom  was  kept  up  until  nearly  the  middle  of  the 
eighteenth  century,  and  oftentimes  more  than  a  100 
persons  bearing  the  name  of  Bach — men,  women, 
and  children — were  to  be  seen  assembled.  In  the 
family  are  reckoned  twenty-nine  eminent  musicians, 
and  twenty-eight  of  a  lower  grade."  Rossini's  family 


SPEAK  GENTLY. 


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1.  Speak  gen  -  tly —  it    is     bet  -  ter      far 

2.  Speak  gen-  tly     to  the  young— for  they 

3.  Speak  gen  -  tly     to  the     err  -  ing,  know 


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To  rule  by  love  than  fear; 
"Will  have  e  -  nough  to  bear; 
They  must  have  toiled  in       vain; 


Speak 

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gen  -  tly — let  no  harsh  word  mar 
through  this  life  as  best  they  may, 
chance  unkindness  made  them  so; 


The  good  we  may  do  here. 
'Tis  full  of  anx  -  ious  care. 
Oh,    win  them  back      a  -  gain. 


Speak  gen -tly  to  the 
Speak  gen -tly  to  the 
Speak  gen  -tly,  'tis    a 


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lit  -  tie  child !  Its  love  be  sure  to  gain ;  Teach  it  in  ac-cents  soft  and  mild, 
ag  -  ed  one,  Grieve  not  the  care  -  worn  heart.  Whose  sands  of  life  are  near-  ly  run ; 
lit  -  tie  thing  Dropped  in  the  heart's  deep  well;    The  good,  the  joy,  that    it  may  bring. 


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may  not  long  re-  main,  Teach  it  in  accents  soft  and  mild,  It  may  not  long  re-main, 
such  in  peace  de-part.  Whose  sands  of  life  are  nearly  run.  Let  such  in  peace  de-part. 
ter  -  ni-  ty     shall  tell.       The    good,  the  joy,  that  it  may  bring,  E    -    ter  -  ni  -  ty  shall  tell. 


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often  played  music  at  fairs;  Beethoven's  father  and 
grandfather  were  musicians;  Mozart's  father  was 
Capellmeister  to  the  Bishop  of  Saltzburg. — Cornhill. 
It  is  night  now,  and  here  is  home.  Gathered 
under  the  quiet  ^-oof,  elders  and  children  lie,  alike 
at  rest.  In  the  midst  of  a  great  calm  the  stars  look 
out  from  the  heavens.  The  silence  is  peopled  with 
the  past — sorrowful  remorse  for  sins  and  short-com- 
ings, memories  of  passionate  joys  and  griefs  rise 
out  of  their  graves,  both  now  alike  calm  and  sad. 


Eyes,  as  I  shut  mine,  look  at  me  that  have  long  since 
ceased  to  shine.  The  town  and  the  fair  landscape 
sleep  under  the  starlight,  wreathed  under  the  Autumn 
mist.  Twinkling  among  the  houses,  a  light  keeps 
watch  here  and  there,  in  what  may  be  a  sick  cham- 
ber or  two.  The  clock  tolls  sweetly  in  the  silent  air. 
Here  is  night  and  rest.  An  awful  sense  of  thanks 
makes  the  heart  swell  and  the  head  bow,  as  I  pass 
to  my  room  through  the  sleeping  house,  and  feal  as 
though  a  hushed  blessing  were  upon  it. —  Thackeray, 


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The  skill  of  the  painter  and  sculptor,  which  comes 
in  aid  of  the  memory  and  imagination,  is,  in  its 
highest  degree,  one  of  the  rarest,  as  it  is  one  of 
the  most  exquisite,  accomphshments  within  our  at- 
tainment. In  its  perfection  it  is  as  seldom  witnessed 
as  in  speech  or  music.  The  plastic  hand  must  be 
moved  by  the  same  ethereal  instinct  as  the  eloquent 
lips  or  the  recording  pen.  The  number  of  those  who 
can  discern  the  finished  statue  in  the  heart  of  the 
shapeless  block,  and  bid  it  start  into  artistic  life — 


who  are  endowed  with  the  exquisite  gift  of  moulding 
the  rigid  bronze  or  the  lifeless  marble  into  graceful, 
majestic,  and  expressive  forms — is  not  greater  than 
the  number  of  those  who  are  able  with  equal  majesty, 
grace  and  expressiveness  to  make  the  spiritual  es- 
sence, the  finest  shades  of  thought  and  feeling,  sen- 
sible to  the  mind  through  the  eye  and  the  ear  in  the 
mysterious  embodiment  of  the  written  and  the  spoken 
word.  If  Athens  in  her  palmiest  days  had  but  one 
Pericles,  she  had  also  but  one  Phidias. — Everett. 


OVER  THERE. 


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1.  Oh,  think     of       a    home    o  -  ver  there, 

2.  Oh,  think     of     the  friends  o  -  ver  there, 

3.  I'll    soon      be       at   home    o  -  ver  there, 

m    m — <m- 


By  the    side      of     the  riv  -   er      of 
who  be  -  fore       us      the  jour  -  ney  have 
For  the    end      of     my  jour  -  ney      I 


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Where  the   saints     all       im-  mor   -  tal      and     fair.  Are 

Of        the   songs     that    they  breathe  on     the      air,  In    their 

Ma   -   ny    dear        to      my  heart     o  -    ver      there.  Are 


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home  in  the  pal  -  ace  of  God. 
watch  -  ing     and  wait  -  ing      for     me. 


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SILVER  CHIMES. 


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whisper  first  of  all.  In  that  qui  -  et  e  -  ven 
Of  a  waking  up  to  life,  Of  a  long  and  bit  -  ter 
Of    a     peaceful  life  at    last.    Of     a  sense  of  per  -  il 


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childhood    that    we        passed; 

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gar  -  land  that  we  made,  Seem'd  too  beau  -  ti 
sea  -  son  when  the  bells  On  -  ly  racked  us 
sweet, re- fresh -ing  dew.  Fall- ing    on    our 

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•  ful    to     fade;     And  each  but  -  ter  -  fly      more 

with  their  spells.  On  -  ly  mocked  us    with    old 

lives    a  -  new.    As     the   rain -drops  fall    and 


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mem-  o  •  ries 
sat  •  is  •  fy 


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last. 


a  -  gam,      a    -     gam. 
the  flowers,  the      flowers. 


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chimed  w  long  a  •^go,    Sil-ver  tones    tliat  we    loved    to 


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MY  NORMANDY. 


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1.  When  hope  her  cheering  smile   supplies.  And    win-ter  flies      far,    £ur       a -way;  Be  • 

2.  I've    seenHel-ve   •  tia's  flow  -  eiy  fields.       Its      cot-tag-es,       its     i    •    ey  hills;  And 

3.  There  is     an    age     in    all    our    lives.       When  ev  -  ry  dream  must  lose    its  spell ;  An 


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neath,  dear  France,  thy  beauteous    skies.      When  spring  becomes      more  sweet  and  gay;  Whea 

I    -     ta  •  ly,       thy  sky      so    dear!      And      Yen -ice,  with     her    gon  -  do-Uer.  In 

age      in    which  die  soul     re  -calls       The    scenes  o'er  which    it     loved  to  dwell  ;Whea 


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Da -ture's  dressed  a    -    gain     m    green.  The 


«..-•.•..«.  a  %..w<»>.»  —  s— —  •—  s"^-***  "'^  swal  •  low  to  re  -  turn 
greet  -  ing  thus  each  for  -  eign  part,  There's  still  one  land  most  near 
e'en    my    muse   shall     si    -  lent  prove.  Per  -  haps  de  -  spise     these  songs 


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land  most  cherished,  loved  by  me,  My  na  -  tive,  na  •  tive  land,  my  Nor ' 
then     I      hope    the  land   to     see,  Which  gave  me,  gave  me  birth,  my  Nor 


&it  MHif^ 


jxuJf'dy, 
man  •  dy. 
'  man  •  dy. 


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The  training  of  the  woice  and  the  study  of  elementary 
principles  should  be  commenced  in  early  youth.  After 
one  has  reached  maturity  bis  inclinations  lead  usually 
to  that  which  directly  contributes  to  his  business  or 
his  favorite  pursuits  He  soon  tires  of  the  essentials  in 
learning  to  sing,  and  if  nature  has  not  endowed  him 
with  a  voice  fully  equipped  and  ready  to  meet  practical 
demands  on  short  notice,  he  is  quite  apt  to  give  up  the 
undertaking  before  it  is  fairly  begun.  The  public  school 
can  be  made  to  furnish  an  elementary  musical  and  sing- 
bg  practice  to  the  rich  and  poor  alike,  and  with  very 
little  expense  in  money  or  time.    What  a  grand  thing 


it  would  be  for  us  all,  as  a  people,  if  the  children  coold 
grow  up  in  the  atmosphere  of  song  in  the  school-room ! 
It  would  enable  many  a  heart  to  attune  itself  to  love, 
duty,  hope  and  benevolence,  that  must  otherwise  be 
listless  and  dumb.  The  wonderful  utility  and  influence 
for  good  that  well-regulated  music  has  in  the  school- 
room is  not  usually  understood  by  school  boards  and 
the  public.  Its  sanitary  effects,  its  softening  influence, 
its  recreative  tendencies,  its  power  to  quicken  the  inertia 
of  the  school,  are  things  understood  only  by  wise  teach- 
ers and  others  whose  privilege  it  is  to  observe  carefully 
the  bearings  and  results  of  school  work. —  W.  T.  Ciffe, 


SOMEWHERE. 


F.  Campana. 
Alfred  C.  Shaw. 


Con  espress. 

I. "  Somewhere  the  wind  is  blowing,"  said  I, and  toiled  a  -  long 
2.   Somewhere  the  twilight  gathers   And  weary  men  lay    by 


In  torrid  heat  of  noon  -  tide— 
The  burden  of  the   day  -  time. 


The  fancy  made  me  strong.  Some  where  the  wind  is  blowing,Tho'  where  I  gasp  and  sigh  No  breath  of  air  is 
And  wrapped  in  slumber  lie.  Somewhere  the  day  is  breaking,  And  gloom  and  darkness  flee ;  Tho'  storms 

[our  bark  are 


stir  -  ring,  Nor  cloud  in  burning  sky.  Somewhere  the  thing  we  long  for  Is  on  this  earth's  wide  bound, 
toss    -  ing,  Somewhere's  a  placid  sea.  And  thus,  I  thought,  'tis  always  In  this  mysterious  life. 


Somewhere  the  sun  is  shining  When  winter  locks  the  ground.     Somewhere  the  flow'rs  are  springing, 
There's  dlw&ys  gladness  somewhere  Spile  of  its  pain  and  strife.     Somewhere  the  sin  and  sor  -  row 


And  doubt  and  fear  no  longer      Hinder  the  perfect   day. 


Oh,  brother,  tho'  the  dark  -  ness 

D.  S.  after  id  vent. 


Somewhere  the  com  is  brown.      Ready  un  -  to  the  har  •  vest    To  feed  the  hungry   town. 
Of  earth  are  known  no  more.       Somewhere  our  weary  spirits       Shall  find  a  peaceful  shore. 


I  r  r "    '  "  " — — TTTtT 

Over  tliy  soul   be  cast.  The  earth  is  rolling  sun -ward.  And  light  shall  come  at  last. 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


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LIFE  LET  US  CHERISH. 

Allegro, 


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Life     let    us  cher    -    ish     While    yet  the    ta- per  glows,  And    the  fresh  flow  -  'ret 


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Pluck  ere  it  close.  Why  are    we  food      of  toil  and  care,  Why  choose  the  mnk- ling 

Pluck  ere  it  close.  When  clouds  ob  -  scnre  the    atmosphere,    And  fork  -  ed  light  •  aingt 

Pluck  ere  it  close.  The  gen  •  ial    sea  •  sons  loon  are  o'er;  Then  let     us,  ere       we 

Pluck  ere  it  close.  A  •  way  with  ev     -  'ry  toil   and  care,  And  cease  the  rank  •  ling 


i-^^\^  If  p|j  jd  Jl'TS-^ 


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thorn     to  wear,  And  heed  •  less  by   the   lil   -y  stray.  Which  blossoms  oa  our       way? 

rend     the  air.   The  sun    resumes    his  sil  -  ver  crest.  And  smiles    a  -  dom  the        west 

3uit    this  shore.  Contentment  seek;    it      is    life's  zest.  The  sun  -shine  of  the      breast, 

lom  to  wear,  With  man -fill  hearts  life's  conflict  meet.  Till  death  sounds  the  re   -     tieat 


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VESPER  HYMN. 

Medtrato. 


Thomas  Ifooas. 


r'"  iMiji,ijjii,i.jjjij^jiiiiji 


1.  HarkI  theves-per  hymn  is  steal-ing  O'er  the  wa-ters,  soft  and  clear;  Near-er   yet  and 

2.  Now  like  moonlight  waves  retreat-ing  To  the  shore,  it     dies   a  -  long;  Now,  like  an  -  giy 


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suig  •  es  meet-  ing.  Breaks  the  mingled  tide  of  Eong.     Ju  •  bi  -  la  •  te,     Ju  •  bi  •  la  -  te. 


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Ja-bi-Ia-te,    A*- men.  Far-ther  now,  now  farther  stealing,  Soft  it  fades  up -on  the    ear. 
Ja-bi-la-te,     A   -  men.  Hark!  again,  like  waves  retreating  To  the  shore,  it  dies    a -long. 

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It  was  the  great  organ  uttering  the  low  first  notes 
of  the  closing  hymn.  The  music  began  soft  and  faint. 
It  rose  and  swelled  into  a  wave  of  tender  melody. 
Then  it  died  away,  soon  the  sound  poured  from  the 
church  again,  swelling,  rolling,  then  sinking  to  a  sigh. 
When  it  came  again  voices  were  mingled  with  it, 
chanting  a  hymn.  At  its  fullness  the  blended  harmony 
seemed  to  fill  the  whole  air — to  drop  from  the  leaves, 
from  the  mysterious  stars.  The  solemn  roll  of  the 
oi^n,  the  clear,  tender  chanting  of  the  voices,  swelled 
into  a  billow  of  peace  and  resignation.  There  was 
^rief  in  it — the  chastened  grief  of  perfect  faith.  There 
was  joy  in  it  also— the  exalted  joy  of  adoration.     It 


touched  the  girl  like  a  hand  of  Idre;  h  thrilled  hei 
like  the  voice  of  hope.  As  she  listened  she  trembled, 
and  her  head  slowly  sank  until  her  hands  covered  her 
face,  she  sobbed  so  that  her  whole  frame  shook ;  and 
the  music,  now  faint,  now  deep  and  strong,  poured  a 
balm  of  melody  upon  her  wounds.  And  as  it  soothed 
and  comforted  her,  she  lifted  her  face  to  the  stars 
whence  this  hymn  of  peace  seemed  to  come.  She 
made  the  sign  of  the  cross  upon  he?  breast  and  her 
lips  moved.  Soon  she  was  crying  again,  but  softly. 
When  the  last  note  of  the  hymn  trembled  and  ceased, 
she  arose  and  went  slowly  away.  Her  head  was  bent, 
but  in  her  step  was  to  be  seen  the  firmness  of  hope. 


IN  HEAVENLY  LOVE  ABIDING. 

jD  .   Andante  non  Unto.  cres.  i 


Felix  Me:«dei.ssomn. 


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3.  Green  pastures  are    be-  fore      me.    Which  yet    I   have  not  seen;  Bright  skies  will  soon    be 

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The    storm    may  roar  with  -  out  me. 

His      wis  -  dom  ev  -  er         wak     -      eth. 
My     hope        I     can  -  not       meas     -     ure. 


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side      me,   And  noth  -  ing  can     I     lack.  His   wis  -  dom    ev 

o'er      me.  Where  darkest  clouds  have  been.  My  hope     I       can 


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The  storm  may  roar     without     me. 

His    wis  -  dom  ev  -    er  wak -eth. 

My   hope     I  can  •  not  measure. 


My  heart  may  low  be  laid. 
His  sight  is  nev  •  er  dim; 
My    path    to  life     is      free, 


But      God   is  round  a  -  bout      me.  And  can  I     be    dis  - 

He    knows  the  way  He    tak  -  eth.  And     I  will  walk  with 

My       Saviour  has  my  treas  -  ure.  And  He  will  walk  with 

J-    J. 


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CHRISTMAS  SONG. 

Andante  Maestoso 


A.  Adam. 

Cawtiqub  db  Nokl.' 


1.  Oh,  sol  -  emn  hour!  when  hearts  were  lowly  bending,  And  all  the  world  seem'd  enshrouded  in 

2.  Oh,  love  -  ly  hour !  when  light  first  faintly  gleaming,  And  hearts  were  fiU'd  with  a  rapture  di  - 

3.  Oh,  what  delight !  to  hearts  bowed  down  with  sorrow,  When  cheering  words  o'er  our  sad  spirits 


I*  ^^0'  m 


i3E 


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f 


g=&=te^ 


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night ;  When  pleading  prayers  to  Heaven  were  as  -  cend  -  ing.  Above  the  gloom  smiled  a  spirit  of 
vine ;  Led  by  the  star  whose  rays  were  brightly  beam  -  ing,  Came  eastern  sa  -  ges  round  that  ho-ly 
fall ;    Tho'  dark  the  night,  still  comes  a  bright  to  -  morrow,  When  trusting  hearts  on  their  dear  Saviour 


light ;  Twas  Hope's  bright  form  they  saw  so  brightly  shin  -  ing  In  robes  un  -  fad  -  ing 
shrine;  While  there  they  saw  the  King  of  Glo  -  ry  sleep  -  ing,  Our  Friend,  Pro- tec  -  tor, 
call;       Then     let    each  voice    in    grate  -  ful  notes  as -cend -ing.    Ex  -  tol     His  name,  the 


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m 


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4^— L-: 


-i^^^ 


Hfuzt^z^ 


^=er^ 


g=f?=tee 


greet  their  tearful  eyes;  Beau  -  ti  -  ful  Hope! 
in  a  manger  laid;  Their  hearts  were  glad, 
bond,  the  slave,  the  free,    All      shout  His  praise, 


no    Ion    -   ger  hearts  re-pin  -  ing.      As 

and   sad   eyes  ceased  their  weeping,    For 

in     love       and  concord  blending.      In 


love  and 
Faith  was 
songs  of 


]oy       on       wings  of  faith  a  -rise,  As    love    and  joy     on  wings  of  faith  a -rise. 

twin  -  ing    wreaths  that  never  fade,  For  Faith  was  twin-ing  wreaths  that  never  fade. 

faith     and      im  -  mortal -i  -  ty!    In     songs    of    faith  and  im-mor-tal-i  -ty! 


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The  papil  accustomed  to  reading  from  the  treble  or 
G  clef  stdf  will  of  course  need  more  or  less  practice 
to  become  familiar  with  the  bass  staff;  somewhat  for 
the  same  reason  many  tind  it  a  little  confusing  at  first 
to  keep  the  mind  fixed  upon  the  key-tone,  or  Tonic's 
place,  when  changing  into  the  different  keys.  We 
find  but  little  trouble,  provided  pupils  are  not  kept  too 
long  reading  in  any  one  key.  When  drilling  upon  let- 
ter names  of  degrees  of  both  staffs  we  sometimes  use 
this  plan,  viz :  Draw  a  staff  of  eleven  long  lines ;  let 
the  class  look  at  it  a  few  moments,  to  see  how  cumber- 
some it  is;  tell  them  the  first  lower  line  is  named  G, 
second  B,  and  so  on  to  the  eleventh,  inclusive,  space 
below  F,  etc  Then  erase  the  middle  (sixth)  line, 
except  a  short  portion  in  the  middle  of  it,  when  we  see 
the  two  staffs,  with  the  C  (  middle  C  )  line  half  way  be- 


tween— no  letter  names  changed.    Pm^  may  be  toM 

that  when  they  read  from  the  bass  stafl^they  are  mere- 
ly working  in  the  lower  part  of  what  was  once  ( for  a 
few  moments  j  our  eleven-line  or  "  great  staff,"  also, 
that  the  first  Ime  of  bass  staff  bears  the  same  name  as 
the  second  line  of  treble,  second  same  as  third;  spaces 
same  way.  Repeated  practice  does  the  chief  import- 
ant work.  Little  devices  attract  and  interest  the  youn- 
ger pupils;  such  as  building  an  "eleven  board  fence" 
and  finding  it  too  much  work  to  climb ;  "  cut  it  down, 
about  half,"  or  build  a  log  house,  give  each  log  a  name, 
etc.  It  pays  to  interest.  We  find  no  success  without 
it.  If  you  can  thoroughly  interest  your  younger  pupils 
without  the  aid  of  any  devices,  well  and  good.  If  you 
belong  to  that  class,  who  consider  themselves  "  above 
such  trifling  things,"  so  much  the  worse  for  your  pupils. 


^ 


THE  HEAVENS  ARE  TELLING. 

Maestoso.  —    |        '  i  :>.  * ,   J 


4- 


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The  heav'nsare    tell  -  ing  His  praise  with  de-vo  -  tion;  Their  voice  proclaims  few  •  e'er       the 


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n 


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EAD  KINDLY  LIGHT. 


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Rky.  J.  B.  Dykw^. 
John  Henry  Mkwman,  1833. 


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1.  Lead,  kindly  Light,  amid  th'encircling      gloom, 

2.  I     was  not    ev-er  thus,  nor  pray'd  that  Thou 

3.  Solong  Thy  pow'r  has  blest  me,  sure  it      still 


Lead  Thou  me 
Shouldst  lead  me 
"Will   lead    me 


on; 
on; 

on 


The  night  is 
I  lov'd  to 
O'er  moor  and 


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dark,    and  I  am  far  from  home, 
choose  and  see  my  path ;  but  now 
fen,      o'er  crag  and  torrent,    till 


cres.  ^ 

Lead  Thou  me  on.  Keep  Thou  my 
Lead  Thou  me  on.  I  lov'd  the 
The  night    is    gone.    And  with    the 


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The  dis  -  tant  scene ;  one  step  e  -  nough    for      me. 

Pride  rul'd  my    will :  remember    not        past    years. 

Which  I  have  lov'd  long  since,  and  lost      a  -  while. 


do  not  ask  to 
day ;  and,  spite  of 
an  -  gel    fac  -  es 


see 
fears, 
smile. 


:^6^^ 


WATCH  AND  WARD. 


J.  Montgomery. 
Mbndblssohn,  "  Trust.' 


iS#=1^ 


*=t=^^^=^=f 


1.  God  shall  cliarge  His  an   -   gel 

2.  On      the      li    -    on  vain  -  ly 

3.  Since,  with     pure  and  firm 

4.  Thou  shalt    call 


on 


af 
Him    in 


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le  -  gions 
roar  -  ing, 
fee  -  tion, 
trou  -  ble, 


Watch  and  ward  o'er 
On  his  young,  thy 
Thou  on  God  hast 
He       will    heark  -  en. 


thee  to      keep; 

foot  shall  tread; 

set  thy      love. 

He  will     save; 


kJS^ 


Though  thou  walk  through  hos-tile  re-gions,  Though  in  des  -  ert  wilds  thou  sleep. 
And,  the  drag-on's  den  ex  -  plor  -  ing.  Thou  shalt  bruise  the  ser-pent's  head. 
With  the  wings  of  His  pro  -  tec  -  tion  He  will  shield  thee  from  a  -  bove. 
Here     for    grief   re  -  ward   thee  dou  -  ble,  Crown  with  life  be   -  yond  the  grave.      A  -  men. 


ppfiFii  i'Tirp 


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In  the  plua  at  St.  Augustine,  Florida,  there  stands 
«  monumeot  erected  to  the  memory  of  the  Confeder- 
ate soldiers  of  that  place  who  fell  during  the  late  war. 
Their  names  are  given,  mostly  Spanish  names.  But 
it  was  the  inscription,  so  unusual  and  so  beautiful,  that 
stayed  our  steps,  and  took  us  back  again  to  the  place 
to  make  sure  that  there  might  be  no  mistake  in  recall- 
ing it.  We  had  never  seen  or  heard  it,  and  did  not 
know  it  to  be  an  adaptation  of  the  last  words  of 
"  Stonewall "  Jackson  as  he  sank  to  death  on  the  field 
of  Chancellorsville :  "  They  have  crossed  over  the  river 
and  rest  under  the  shade  of  the  trees."  We  were  sim- 
ply impressed  and  attracted  by  its  beauty  and  appro- 
priateness.    A  brief  extract  from  Sarah  Nicholas  Ran- 


dolph's life  of  Gen.  Thomas  J.  Jackson  ( •«  Stonewall  * 
Jackson)  published  in  1876,  will  be  read  with  interest 
in  this  connection  :  "  A  few  minutes  before  he  died,  he 
cried  out  in  his  delirium,  •  Order  A.  P.  Hill  to  prepare 
for  action;  pass  the  infantry  to  the  front;  tell  Major 
Hawks — '  then  stopped,  leaving  the  sentence  unfin- 
ished. Presently  a  smile  of  ineffable  sweetness  spread 
itself  over  his  pale  face,  and  he  said,  quietly  and  with 
an  expression  as  of  relief,  '  Let  us  cross  over  the  river 
and  rest  under  the  shade  of  the  trees.'  And  then, 
without  pain  or  the  least  struggle,  his  spirit  passed  from 
earth  to  the  God  who  gave  it."  A  foot-note  upon  the 
page  states  that  the  account  here  given  of  the  death  of 
this  distinguished  officer  was  written  by  Dr.  McGuire, 


UNDER  THE  SHADE  OF  THE  TREES. 

Moderato  con  espress. 


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JVJ^ 


E,  O.  Lrra. 

M.  J.  Prbstoh. 


:& 


iijFjp^gF^^  i 


1.  What  are  the  thoughts  that  are  stirring  his  breast?  What  is    the  mys-ti  -  cal  vis -ion  he    sees? 

2.  Has   he  grown  sick  of  his  toils  and  his  tasks  ?  Sighs  the  worn  spir- it    for  res -pile  or    ease? 

3.  Is        it    the    far   Shenan- do -ah,  whose  rush    Oft-time  had  come  to  him  borne  on  the  breeze, 

4.  Nay,  though  the  rasp  of  the  flesh  was  so  sore,      Faith  that  had  yearnings  far  keener  than  these, 

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"Let  -  us  pass     o  -  ver  the      riv  -  er,   and   rest 
Is       it       a      moment's  cool  halt  that    he     asks, 

O  -    ver  his    tent,   as      he      lay     in     the    hush. 

Saw  the  soft  sheen  of    the    Thither  -  ward  Shore. 

}       >      >    ^      ^      ^ 


-g— g-4g: 


Un  -  der  the  shade  of  the  trees  ?  " 

Un  -  der  the  shade  of  the  trees  ? 

Un  -  der  the  shade  of  the  trees  ? 

Un  -  der  the  shade  of  the  trees  ? 


^ 


-t^ — \^ — b>»- 


•k^ — \^ — b^ — I — 
D.  S.  "  Let  us    pass    o  -  ver    the    riv  -  er,   and  rest 

Ckorut. 


■pt-M:zfi-M. 


-^-^-V- 


Un  -  der  the  shade  of  the 


trees." 


D.S. 


^^i 


=S=q5i: 


-^    h    h- 


^F^^=i==*=r=*=i^ 


Un  •  der    the  shade, 


Un  -  der  the  shade,     Un  -  der  the  shade  of  the 

S3 


Caught  the  high  psalms  of  ecstatic  delight,— 
Heard  the  harps  harping  like  soundings  of  seas. 

Saw  earth's  pure-hearted  ones  walking  in  white 
Under  the  shade  of  the  trees. — Cho. 


Un-der  the  shade,     the  shade  of  the  trees; 

Surely  for  him  it  was  well, — it  was  best, — 
War-worn,  yet  asking  no  furlough  of  ease, 

There  to  pass  over  the  river,  and  rest 
Under  the  shade  of  the  trees. — Cho. 


and  is  taken  from  the  "  Battle-Fields  of  Virginia."  The 
beautiful  lines  which  are  here  set  to  music  are  from 
an  ode  written  by  Mrs.  Margaret  J.  Preston,  of  Lexing- 
ton, Virginia,  at  the  request  of  the  authorities  of  the 
Viipnia  Military  Institute,  to  celebrate  its  semi-cen- 
tennial anniversary.  This  lady  is  one  of  the  noted 
female  writers  of  America.  Though  written  by  request 
this  ode  is  far  from  being  written  to  order.  It  is  full  of 
genuine  inspiration ;  and  these  verses,  their  burden  the 
dying  words  of  a  heroic  soul  passing  from  the  storm  of 
battle  into  a  dream  of  sylvan  rest,  fasten  themselves  upon 
the  memory  and  linger  like  music  in  our  ears.  There 
•re  vears  in  them  but  they  are  not  tears  bom  of  despair. 


The  aching  head  may  well  cease  to  throb  when 
laid  upon  that  softest  pillow  for  human  pain — "  God 
knows ! "  The  sleep  that  falls  like  heavenly  dew  to 
the  music  of  the  lullaby — "  All  things  work  together 
for  good  to  them  that  love  God,"  and  "Fear  not!  I 
am  with  thee! "  brings  strength  and  renewal  of  youth, 
with  balm  for  present  ills.  Your  "  shadowy  future  " 
is  definite  and  distinct  to  Him.  Whatever  of  seem- 
ing disaster  it  may  hold  for  you  be  assured  that  it 
is  only  in  seeming;  that  His  purposes  toward  you 
must,  from  the  necessities  of  His  own  nature,  be  all 
love  and  goodness.  Be  patient,  yet  hopeful,  in  await- 
ing the  development  of  His  will. — Marion  HarlantL 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


3« 


LEAVES  AROUND  ME  FALLING. 


Grbkx  Mblodt. 


1.  The  leaves  a-round  me  fall   -   ing,   Are  preaching  of    de  -  cay; 

2.  The     light  my  path  surround  -  ing,    The  loves  to  which  I    cling, 

3.  The  friends,  gone  there  before    me,    Are  call  -  ing  from  on   high; 

4.  I        hear  the  in  -  vi  -  ta  -    tion.  And  fain  would  rise  and  come. 


The    hoMow  winds  are 
The  hopes  within    me 
And    joy-ous  an -gels 
A        sin  -  ner  to    sal  - 


call  -  ing, "  Come,  pil-grim,  come  a  -  way !"  The  day,  in  night  de  -  clin  -  ing,  Says 
bound  -  ing ;  The  joys  that  round  me  wing, —  All  melt,  like  stars  of  ev  -  en.  Be  - 
o'er  me  Tempt  sweetly  to  the  sky.  "Why  wait,"  they  say, "  and  with  -  er  'Mid 
va     -     tion,     An     ex  -  ile     to      his  home;         But,  while   I     here  must  lin    -    ger.  Thus, 


^ 


I    must,too,de  -  cline;  The  year,  its    life  re-sign-  ing, — Its    lot  foreshadows  mine. 

fore  the  morning's  ray, —  Pass    up-ward  in  -  to     heav  -  en.      And  chide  at  my   de  -  lay. 

scenes  of  death  and  sin?  Oh,     rise  to    glo  -  ry,  hith  -  er,      And  find  true  life  be  -  gin." 

thus  let  all    I        see  Point  on,  with  faithful    fin    -  ger.     To  heaven,  O  Lord,  and  Thee, 


-0t-m 


^ 


^S 


^^ 


P 


^ 


P 


?=: 


rf-t 


OFT  IN  DANGER,  OFT  IN  WOE. 


H.  K.  Whitb,  1806. 


i 


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1.  Oft 

2.  On. 

3.  Let 


m      dan  -  ger,      oft     in 

ward,  Chris  -  tians,     on  -  ward 

your  droop  -  ing    hearts  be 


woe,  On  -  ward,  Chris-tians, 
go,  Join  the  war,  and 
glad;  March    in    heaven -ly 


on  ■ 
face 


ward  go ; 
the  foe ; 
mor      clad ; 


r  It-  -g-  1^ 
r    r    r— k 


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P 


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t=: 


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1^3^ 


Ei 


^W-i- 


5^Es 


f 

life. 


Fight  the 
Will  ye 
Fight,  nor 


fight,  main  •  tain 
flee  in  dan 
think  the         bat  ■ 


the 

ger's 

tie 


strife, 
hour? 
long, 

J. 


Strengthen'd  with    the       bread    of 
Know  ye      not    your       Cap -tain's     power? 
Vict'ry         soon  shall      tune    your        song. 


m. 


j_tg_j__JXj^  i  ,J  U-BA^ 


r— r 


# — m- 


m   r-u 


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1 — t- 

Let  not  sorrow  dim  your  eye. 
Soon  shall  every  tear  be  dry; 
Let  not  tears  your  course  impede, 
Great  your  strength,  if  great  your  need. 


5.  Onward  then  in  battle  move, 

More  than  conquerors  ye  shall  prore; 
Though  opposed  by  many  a  foe, 
Christian  soldiers,  onward  ga 


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Early  Steps. — There  will  be  found  in  all  dis- 
tricts some  persons  not  friendly  to  instruction  in 
music  in  the  schools,  and  one  or  more  that  are  bit- 
terly opposed  to  it.  These  persons  should  be  handled 
with  gloves;  reasoned  with  and  persuaded.  As 
amons;  bad  boys,  if  one  is  won  to  the  teacher's  cause, 
he  will  do  much  toward  making  the  others  behave  ; 
so  by  making  an  ally  of  one  of  the  original  oppo- 
nents of  music,  the  others  may  he  weakened  m  their 
opposition.  At  any  rate,  let  not  the  teacher  who 
loves  music  and  desires  to  have  its  refining  influence 


in  his  school — let  not  such  be  afraid  to  approach  the 
enemies  of  musical  instruction,  whether  the  hostility 
has  its  origin  in  penuriousness  or  prejudice.  The 
blacksmith  instructs  his  apprentice  to  keep  close  to 
the  horse  to  avoid  being  hurt  in  the  event  of  an  acci- 
dent. It  will  surely  not  be  denied  that  if  tact  and 
persuasion  are  the  only  instruments,  "  the  end  justi- 
fies the  means."  Begin  by  getting  an  opinion  in 
favor  of  music  from  the  patrons ;  proceed  by  getting 
a  similar  opinion  from  the  school.  When  singing 
has  been  introduced,  make  it  as  general  as  possible. 


FAR  AWAY. 


M.  Lindsay. 


M 


M 


M 


■    h  h- 


S 


^ 


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Inhere  is    now      the     mer  -  ry    par   -   ty, 

2.  Some  have  gone     to     lands  far    dis  -  tant, 

3.  There  are  still     some   few     re  -  main  -  ing, 


I  remem  -  ber  ?ong  a  -  go ;  Laughing 
And  with  strangers  made  their  home ;  Some  up- 
Who     remind       us      of     the  past,    But  they 


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round  the  Christmas  fire-side,  Brighten'd  by   its   rud  -  dy  glow : 

on      the  world  of  wa  -  ters    All  their  lives  are  forced  to  roam ; 

change  as  all  things  change  here.  Nothing  in  this  world  can  last ; 


Or    in  summer's  balm  -  y 
Some  are  gone  from  us    for- 
Years  roll  on    and  pass  for- 


eve  -  nings,  In  the  field  up  -  on  the  hay?  They  have  all  dispers'd,  and  wander'd  Far  a- 
ev  -  er,  Longer  here  they  might  not  stay, —  They  have  reached  a  fair -er  re  -  gion  Far  a- 
ev  -  er.      What  is  coming,  who  can  say  ?    Ere  this  clos  -  es    ma  -  ny  may    be     Far    a- 


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way,  .  .far  a  -  way,  They  have  all  dispers'd,  and  wander'd  Far  a  -  way,  far  a  -  way. 
way,  .  .far  a  -  way,  They  have  reached  a  fairer  re  -  gion  Far  a  -  way,  far  a  -  way. 
way,  .  .  far  a  -  way.   Ere  this  clos  -  es  ma-  ny  may    be    Far  a  -  way,       far    a  -  way. 


but,  should  a  pupil  desire  not  to  sing  (make  it  im- 
possible for  him  to  refuse)^  let  him  be  excused  on 
apparently  good  grounds.  Let  not  boys  from  twelve 
to  sixteen  be  urged  to  sing.  If  their  voices  are 
rough,  or  breaking,  advise  them  not  to  sing;  and  if 
pupils  cannot  sing  in  tune,  do  not  permit  them  to 
sing — at  least,  not  with  the  more  tuneful  children. 
Children  with  chronic  sore-throat,  or  bad  colds,  and 
young  ladies  who  say  it  tires  them,  should  not  be 
urged  to  sing,  since  great  oare  should  be  taken  of  the 
voices  of  ckUdreu.     What  childrea  Hn^}  study  is 


not  generally  in  the  power  of  the  teacher  to  decide, 
the  directors  usually  claiming  that  authority.  Lej 
music  be  treated  in  the  same  manner.  Give  all  a 
chance  to  join  in  the  exercise,  but  because  a  few  re» 
fuse  to  take  part,  do  not  give  up  in  despair.  To 
bring  about  the  introduction  of  music,  do  not  call  a 
town-meeting.  Such  a  course  gives  rise  to  a  divisioi? 
of  opinion  and  argument  contrary  to  the  movement 
on  foot,  and  when  a  person  has  once  taken  a  stand 
publicly  on  a  measure,  he  seldom  leaves  the  position 
chosen,  Look,  therefore,  to  early  %\A^%.^'Black7nan, 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


n 


RAIN  UPON 

Lively. 


THE  ROOF. 


■G.  CuPPORS,  from  "  Song  Chowm.'* 
Per.  F.  J.  Huntingdon. 


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2.  Ev'  -  ry   tin  -  kle 

3.  There  is  naught  in 


showers  gather 
on  the  shingles 
art's  bra  -vu-  ras. 


O  -  ver   all  the    star-ry  spheres, 
Has  an  ech  -  o     in    the  heart. 
That  can  work  with  such  a  spell. 


And  the  mel  -  an- 

And    a  thousand 

In  the   spir-it's 


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cho  -   ly  darkness   Gently  weeps  in ,  rain -y  tears, 'Tis  a     joy    to  press  the     pil-low     Of   a 
dream -y    fancies    In  -  to  bus-y        be -ing  start ;  And  a    thousand  re  -  col  -  lectionsWeave  their 
pure,  deep  fountains,Whence  the  holy  passions  swell.  As  that  mel  -  o  -  dy     of      nature.  That  sub- 
f  f  t       _ 


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cottage  chamber  bed.  And  to  lis-  ten  to  the  pat-ter  Of  the  soft  rain  o-ver-head. 
bright  hues  in-to  woof,  As  I  lis- ten  to  the  pat-ter  Of  the  soft  rain  on  the  roof, 
dued,  subduing  strain,Which  is  play'd  upon  the  shingles  By  the  patter  of  the  rain. 


La  la 

La  la 
La  la 


la     la 


la     la    la    la    la 


Note. — Instead  of  singing  the  "  la  la  "  accompaniment  and  chorus,  the  words  only  may  be  sung,  repeating,  with  exprev 
sion,  the  last  four  hnes  of  each  verse.    It  is  usually  sung  without  this  accompaniment  and  is  always  a  favorite  with  school*. 


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FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


Music  TM  Schools. — Controversy  in  reference  to 
the  introduction  of  the  study  of  music  in  public 
sch(^ls  is  not  uncommon.  Those  who  oppose,  hold 
that  music  is  a  specialty,  that  there  is  no  general 
necessity  for  its  culture,  because  its  use  is  only  for  the 
few.  A  little  observation  will  show  the  opposite  of 
this  to  be  the  truth.  What,  indeed,  is  more  common 
than  mosic?  It  follows  us  from  the  cradle  to  the 
grave.    The  infant  is  cradled  with  a  lullaby.     Every 


ingleside  blossoms  with  song.  Every  service  of  ths 
sanctuary  is  strengthened  by  it.  Every  em.otion  ol 
our  human  nature  utters  itself  through  it.  Every 
convention  is  enlivened  by  it.  Almost  every  town 
has  its  band,  and  every  hamlet  its  instrument,  and 
every  hedge  and  grove  their  warblers.  It  is  com- 
mon almost  as  the  air  we  breathe.  The  very  fact  of 
its  use  makes  it  useful,  and  shows  its  need.  But  it 
is  said,  How  can  a  science  so  difficult  and  so  hard 


SWEET  AND  LOW. 

Lar ghetto.  |  |^ 


J.  Barnby. 
Alfrbd  Tennyson. 


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5weet  and  low,  sweet  and  low,  Wind  of   the  west    -     em    sea  ; 
2.  Sleep    and  rest,  sleep  and  rest,     Fa  -  ther  will  come    to  thee  soon ; 


Low,    low, 
Rest,    rest     on 


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breathe  and  blow,  Wind  of     the    west      -      em    sea; 
moth  -  er's  breast.  Fa  -  ther  will  come    to    thee  soon; 


O  -  v^r  the    roll    •  mg 

O         -  -         ver  the 

Fa-  ther  will  come  to  his 

Fa        -  •         ther  will 


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wa  -  ters  go.  Come  from  the  dy  •  ing  moon  and  blow.  Blow  him    a  -  gain      to 

wa  •  ters  go.        Come  from  the  moon  and  blow, 

babe  in  the  nest,    Sil      •      ver  sails  all  out  of  the  west,   Un  -  der   the      sil  -  ver 

come  to  his  babe,    Sil       «        ver  sails  out        of  the  west. 


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me.  While    my      lit  •   tie  one,  while   my    pret  -  ty     one        sleeps. 

moon  Sleep,    my      lit  •    tie  one, sleep,  my    pret  -  ty      one,        sleep, 


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to  master,  be  introduced  into  our  common  schools  ? 
No  one  expects  the  science  to  be  mastered  in  the 
common  schools.  We  have  grammar;  but  who  sup- 
poses that  the  common  schools  will  exhaust  the  study, 
and  send  out  accomplished  philologists?  We  have 
reading  and  writing;  but  who  supposes  that  the 
common  schools  are  to  turn  out  finished  scholars  in 
belles-lettres  ?  What  is  desired  is  simply  this, — that 
Ihe  presence  and  power  of  music  shall  be  felt  in  the . 


common  schools.  That  the  children  shall  be  able  to 
sing.  That  the  teachers  shall  so  far  master  the  fun- 
damental principles  of  the  science,  as  to  be  able  to 
guide  the  children  in  the  culture  of  this  department 
of  art.  The  mother  needs  it  in  the  family.  Our 
manhood  needs  its  refining  and  hallowing  power, 
Our  churches  demand  it.  Our  very  nature  by  divine 
providence  craves  it,  and  no  primary  or  secondary  in- 
stmction  can  be  complete  without  it. — E.  E,  Hizhee» 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME, 

STARS  TREMBLING  O'ER  US. 

Andani*. 


35 


D.  M.  MuiocM. 


^l.i^i\i-'iM.^^\hA[:lli\^. 


I.  Stars     trembling    o'er    as.  And    son  -  set     be -fore  us,  Moun-tainin  shad -ow  and 

a.  Come   not,    pale   Sor  -  row,  Flee,  flee    till      to  -  mor-row.  Rest      soft-ly  fall  -  ing  o'er 

3.  As      the   waves  cov  -  er  The  depths  we  glide    o  -  ver,  So         let  the  past     in  for  - 

4.  Heav'n  shines  a  -  bove  us,  Bless    all  that  love    us, —  All       that  we  love,    in  thy 


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U:l^^:^i\^:iM-Ai\l^^AU 


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StiStt 


for  -  est     a    -  sleep,  » 

St-fid.^4    d!^;  [oownthedim    riy  -  er  We   float   on   fbr-ev-er,   Speak  not,  ah, 

ten-der-ness    keep, 


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BIRDS  ARE  IN  THE  WOODLAND. 


KlHDBBCARTIll. 


p^^LiiM^^i,\^  lAnxn  k 


I.  Birds  are    in    the  wood-land,  birds  are   on   the     tree, 
3.  Fruits  are  ripe    in      An  •  tomn,  leaves  are  sere  and  red. 


Mer  -  ry  Spnng  is    com  -  ing, 
Then  we  glean  the  corn-fields. 


b.„^ei!rffi?Fffri-.i5BrrfFf 


tf''j  JJjj'ijijJj  Ji''-^'-^'i.Ji 


of    heart   are    we.         Then  come  sport  -  ive  breez  -  es,  fields  with  flow'rs  are    gay, 
thank-ing    God    for  bread.       Then    at     last  comes  Win  -  ter,  fields  are  cold  and      lorn. 


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In  the  woods  we're  singing,  thro'  the  Summer  day,  In  the  woods  we're  singing,  thro'  the  Summer  day. 
But  there's  happy  Christmas,  when  oar  Lord  was  bom,  Then  there's  happy  Christmas,  when  our  Lord  wat 


hergBf:nLLLLp|gffffff|fff| 


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FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


Care  of  The  Voice. — Mr.  Eichberg,  Supervisor 
of  Music  in  the  public  schools  of  Boston,  gave  the 
following  caution,  which  is  well  worth  heeding. 
He  says:  The  age  of  most  of  the  pupils  in  the 
bigh  schools  renders  extreme  caution  in  the  treat- 
ment of  their  voices  a  duty  and  a  sacred  obligation. 
The  common  belief  that  boys'  voices  alone  require 
c^}ecial  care  during  the  period  of  transition  has  led 
to  jnuch  loss  of  voice  and  of  health.  Just  as  im- 
portant, if  less  striking,  changes  occur  in  the  nature 


and  'timbre'  of  the  female  voice.  I  am  convinced 
that  the  voice  of  a  girl  from  twelve  to  seventeen 
years  of  age  requires  all  the  more  careful  manage- 
ment from  the  very  fact  that,  not  suffering,  like  a 
boy,  from  an  almost  absolute  impossibility  to  sing, 
she  is  likely  to  over-exert  herself,  to  the  lasting  in- 
jury of  both  health  and  voice.  When  teachers  are 
better  acquainted  with  these  physiological  facts,  they 
will  understand  the  necessity  of  not  sacrificing  such 
young — such  temporarily  "diseased"  voices — to  th« 


DO  THEY  THINK  OF  ME*  AT  HOME? 


J.  E.  Carpkntkr. 
Chas.  W.  Glover. 

I K- 


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Do  they  think  of  me  at  home.  Do  they  ev  -  er  think  of  me  ?  I  who 
Do  they  think  of  me  at  eve?  Of  the  songs  I  used  to  sing?  Is  the 
Do   they  think     of    how     I     loved       In     my    hap  -  py,      ear  -    ly   days  ?     Do     they 


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their  ev-'ry  grief,        I    who  inin-gled  in    their  glee?     Have  their  hearts  grown  cold  and 
I  struck  untouch'd.  Does  a     stranger  wake   the  string?     Will   no  kind    for-giv-ing 
of    him  who  came.   But  could  nev  -  er   via  their  praise?      I     am  hap-  py     by    his 


(?);»  g  :  * 


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-"Do  they 
"  Do  they 
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strange  To  the  one  now  doom'd  to  roam, 
word  Come  a-cross  the  rag  -  ing  foam? 
side.     And  from  mine  he'll  nev  •  er    roam. 


I  would  give  the  world  to  know, 
Shall  I  nev  -  er  cease  to  sigh,— 
But    my  heart  will    sad  -  ly    ask,— 


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at  home?" 
at  home  ?" 
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think    of  me     at  home  ?"    I  would  give  the  world  to  know, 
think    of  me    at  home  ?"  Shall  I   nev  -  er  cease  to  sigh, 
think    of  me    at  home  ?"  But  my  heart  will  sad  -  ly  ask, 


Do  they  think  of  me 
Do  they  think  of  me 
Do  they  think  of  me 


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desire  of  exhibiting  and  showing  off  their  classes. 
Another  frightful  cause  of  injury  proceeds  from  the 
desire  of  many  female  pupils  always  to  sing  the 
highest  part — the  first  soprano.  It  is  with  them 
*'Aut  Casar,  aut  nullus."  Periodical  examination 
of  the  pupils'  voices,  by  the  teacher,  has  seemed  to 
me  the  oijy  safe  course  in  order  to  remedy  this  evil. 
In  Jenny  Lind's  younger  days,  it  is  related  that 
■he  applied  *for  instructions  to  Garcia,  the  great 
teacher  of  vocal  music  iu  Paris,    He  heard  her 


sing,  and  then  told  her  her  voice  was  gone,  that  she 
must  not  sing  a  note  for  a  year,  and  return  to  him 
at  the  end  of  that  time,  and  in  the  meantime  im- 
prove her  health.  She  faithfully  complied  with 
these  directions,  and  came  back  to  Garcia  at  the 
appointed  time.  Rest  at  a  critical  period,  had  re- 
stored her  voice,  to  her  own  delight  and  to  the 
gratification  of  her  master.  From  that  moment  a 
grand  career  was  open  before  her,  which  has  made 
her  xiame  a  "household  word"  in  two  continents. 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  MOMS, 


Jf 


THE  MELLOW  HORN. 

Lively.  ^  j         ^ 


Wh-.  Jomhs. 


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1.  At  dawn  Auro  -  ra    gai  -  ly  breaks,  In  all  her  proud  attire,     Ma -jes- tic  o'er  the  glassy  lake,  Re - 

2.  At  eve  when  gloomy  shades  obscure  The  tranquil  shepherd 's  cot,When  tinkling  bells  are  heard  no  more, 

k.    I  And 


F  EffiF  Ff  Ff  rf^if 


If- 1  r.pjiJ^.JiJ  m 


3  i§  4\iiiUi\i:^^\ 


fleet -ing  li- quid  fire;      All    na -ture  smiles  to  ush  -  er  in  The  blushing  queen  of  mom,      And 
dai  -  ly    toil  for  -  got,     'Tis  then  the  sweet  enchanting  note  On  zephyrs  gent-ly  borne.     With. 


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hunts-men  with  the  day     be-gin     To  wind  the  mel  -  low  horn.     The  mel  -  low      horn.         The 
witch-ing  ca  -  dence  seems  to  float   A-  round  the  mel  -  low  horn.     The  mel  -  low      horn.        The 


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The   mel-low, mel -lowborn;       And 
The   mel -low,  mel -low  horn;       'Tis 


mel- low,  mel -low  horn;      The  mel -low      horn, 
mel  -  low,  mel  -  low   horn ;      The  mel  -  low      horn. 


m 


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m     m 


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huntsmen  with  the  day  begin   To  wind  the  mellow  horn.        And  huntsmen  with  the  day  begin  To 
then  the  sweet  enchanting  note  On  zephyrs  gently  borne :      With  witching  cadence  seems  to  float  A- 

t.  t^,r ff  f  |1^  ^^if  •  I, f  r  ff  r iF  ^  P 


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wind  the  mellow  horn, 
round  the  mellow  horn. 

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The  mellow,  mellow     horn,       The  mellow,  mellow    horn. 
The  mellow,  mellow     horn,       The  mel -low,  mellow    horn. 


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If  the  voice  be  not  of  the  best,  it  is  of  small  conse- 
quence. The  full-voiced  sound  will  absorb  all  indi- 
viduality of  voice.  Each  will  be  aggregated  with  all. 
The  little  sejmrate  waves  will  go  to  form  an  entire 
ocean  of  sound,  a  multitudinous  oneness  and  massive 
whole,  without  any  prominent  individualizing.  Es- 
pecially is  this  true  when  the  voices  are  under  the 
controlling  and  assimilating  influence  of  a  powerful, 
and  well-played  organ;  and,  in  congregational  sing- 
ing, the  organ  should  have  the  largest  liberty  of  ut- 
terance, the  foundation-stops  being  alone  employed. 
So  then  it  may  be  taken  as  a  fact  that,  in  the  people's 


music  of  the  church,  the  control  and  use  of  the  voico 
require  little  artistic  training,  but  only  so  much  mus- 
ical endowment  as  almost  everybody  naturally  has, 
and  so  much  musical  memory  as  to  remember  such 
simple  melodies  as  form  the  staple  of  tunes  adapted 
to  general  use.  All  the  better,  to  be  sure,  if  prelim- 
inary training  has  been  secured,  with  some  knowledge 
of  the  elementary  rules  of  music.  This  were  best 
done  in  early  life,  and  while  at  school;  and  we  hesitate 
not  to  say  that  it  is  a  great  mistake  whenever  in  any 
school,  public  or  private,  instruction  in  music  and 
singing  is  omitted  for  what  is  thought  more  practical. 


ROW,  ROW,  CHEERLY  ROW. 

steady  Time. 


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D.  M.  MuLocK. 
'  Emigrants'  Song.' 


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1.  Pull,  brave  boys,    pull  on 

2.  On  through  vir   -    gin  for 

3.  Build  the    hut      and  clear 


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to  -  geth  -  er, 
ests  go  -  ing, 
the  for  -    est, 

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Row,  row,  cheer  -  ly  row. 
Row,  row,  cheer  -  ly  row, 
Row,    row,   cheer  -  ly   row, 


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Hand  to  hand  thro'  wind  and  weath  -  er,  Row,  row,  cheer  -  ly  row.  O'er  the  smooth,  deep 
Where  the  might  ■  y  riv  -  er's  flow  -  ing.  Row,  row,  clieer  -  ly  row.  With  the  old  land 
Help    will  come  when  need  is       sor  -  est.  Row,    row,  cheer  -  ly      row,  Nev  -  er      let     our 


JLJ 


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wa  -  ters  glid  -  ing,  Row,  row,  cheer  -  ly  row.  Or  the  ra  -  pids  dark  di  -  vid  -  ing, 
far  be  -  hind  us.  Row,  row,  cheer  -  ly  row.  Where  the  new  -  land  home  shall  find  us, 
com-  -  age    fail      us.  Row,  row,  cheer  -  ly      row,   Nev  -  er      let      one  friend  be  -  wail    us. 


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39 


THE  MIDSHIPMITE. 

Con  spirito. 


Stephen  Adams. 
Fred.  E.  Weatherly. 


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1.  'Twas  in  fif -ty  -  five,  on  a     winter's  night, 

2.  Welaunch'dthe  cutter  and  shoved  her  out, 

3.  "  I  'm     done  for  now ;  good-bye  !  "  says  he, 


^   1^   U"   u* 

Cheerily,  my  lads  yo  -  ho  !  We'd  got  the  Rooshan 
Cheerily,  my  lads  yo  -  ho!  The  lubbers  might  ha' 
Steadily,my  lads,yo-ho  I  "You  make  for  the  boat,never 


t: 


SE6s: 


:p=^=l 


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^F=t:=^- 


J^z^Sn^^ 


5E 


m-m- 


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?BE 


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J^J^-fiL 


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lines  in     sight,    When  up  comes  a      lit  -   tie  Mid  -   ship  -  mite.  Cheerily, 

heard  us,  shout,    As         the     Middy  cried,"Now,my  lads,    put   about."  Cheerily, 

mind  for     me  !  ""We '11  take 'ee  .  .  .    back,sir,   or   die,"       says     we,  Cheerily, 

.--!— !*•— -e-— rri^ J ^_s_^ Jl  " 


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Mzzpt: 


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ii>^— fe^— ti»- 


my  lads,  yo  - 
my  lads,  yo  - 
my  lads,  yo  - 


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lx^> 


px^-=r^ 


ho!      "  Who '11  go    ashore     to-    night,"  says  he,  "  An'     spike  their  guns  a   -  long  wi'me  ?"  "Why, 
ho!      "  We  madefortheguns,an'we  ramm'd  them  tight.But  the  musket  shots  came  left  and  right.  An' 
ho!      "  So  we  hoisted  him  in,  in  a      terrible  plight,  An' we  pull'd.ev'ry  man  with  all     his  might.  An* 


ii 


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bless  'ee,  sir,  come  along  !"  says  we, 
down  drops  the  poor  little  Midshipmite, 
sav'd    the       poor     little     Midshipmite, 


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Cheerily,  my  lads,  yo  -  ho  I 
Cheerily,  my  lads,  yo  -  ho  ! 
Cheerily,     my  lads,   yo  -   ho! 


i—T— r 


Cheer-i  -  ly,  my 
Cheer-i  -  ly,  my 
Cheer-i  -    ly,     my 


Istzz^ 


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fe=fc=a=!^ 


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n-b-r— r— r- 


rail. 


\^   >   ^   \^ 

a  tempo. 


«igE^^*a 


lads,   yo 


ho!     .     .     .  Witha  long,  long  pull.  An' astrong.strongpuU,      Gaily,  boys,  make  her 


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fe^^-fT^"E 


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rail. 


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go!         An' we'll  drink  to-night  To  the  Midshipmite,   Singing  cheer  -  i  -  ly,  lads,   yo-ho! 
'      ^      ■  -        -  -  _ 


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Musical  Trash. — I  wish  to  express  my  unfeigned 
disgust  at  the  flood  of  musical  trash  that  is  annually 
poured  from  our  music  publishing  houses  in  the  shape 
of  new  tune-books.  Every  fresh  book  must  contain 
new  and  original  music.  The  old  tunes  must  be 
mangled  past  recognition,  and  the  compiler  must  rack 
his  brains  to  invent  new  and  more  dreadful  abortions, 
labeled  with  astounding  names,  and  called  tunes.  If 
all  the  organists  in  the  country  were  to  meet  in  con- 
vention, and  then  vote  on  the  best  and  most  useful 
chorals,  they  would  blot  out  of  existence  nine-tenths  of 
these  tunes,  and  give  us  a  list  of  not  over  one  hun- 
dred congregational  tunes  of  real  merit.     There  are  at 


least  twenty-four  hundred  pages  of  new  tones  pub- 
lished every  year.  Of  these  how  many  are  worth  the 
paper  they  are  printed  upon  ?  Perhaps  a  dozen  tunes. 
Taking  all  the  civilized  people  in  the  world  together, 
it  is  found  that  only  one  man  in  a  million  is  a  musi- 
cal composer  of  real  genius.  Plenty  of  people  can 
pick  out  a  tune  on  the  piano.  They  are  not  com- 
posers. We  have  in  the  United  States  a  few  men,  like 
Zundel  and  Tuckerman,  who  can  write  a  choral.  The 
music  they  give  us  will  live.  As  for  the  rest,  to  the 
trunk-maker  with  it !  A  poor  tune-book  will  make 
good  kindling.  To  the  fire  with  the  rubbish,  and  let 
the  smoke  rise  as  incense  to  pure  art. — Barnard. 


SUMMER  DAYS  ARE  COMING. 

spirited. 


ChARLBS  JagFHHVS. 


^^ 


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^ 


i  -lid  j;-  hi|^ 


I.  The 


The    sum  -  mer    days    are 

2.  The    min  -  strel      of       the 

3.  We'll  rise     and    hail    thee 


com  -  ing,  The 
moon-  light,  The 
ear    -  ly,      Be   - 


bios  -  soms   deck    the     bough.         The 
love  -  lorn   night  -  in    -    gale.  Hath 

fore     the      sun  haih     dried  The 


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fE=K 


J>_g[  ^Lzz^zB 


SI 


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bees   are    gai  -  ly      humming,  And  the     birds  are   sing -ing   now.    We've   had    our  May- day 
sung  his  month  of       mu  -  sic,  To   the      rose  queen  of     the   vale ;    And     what  though  he    be 
dewdrops  that  will     spar-kle  On  the    green  hedge  by    our  side;    And    when  the  blaze  of 


m 


^  '^  ^  ^  U  t  I     p    p  u  '•^  u 


4^i4^,i^li^i^^4^^U^ 


4-^-1- 


1^ 

gar-lands,  We  have  crown'd  our  May-day  queen  With  a      cor  -  o-  net     of      ro  -  ses    Set    in 
si  -  lent  ?  As    the    night  comes  slowly       on,    We  will    trip     a  -  long  the  green-sward  To  sweet 
noonday  Shines  up  -  on     the  thirst  -  y  flowers.  We  will   seek  the   wel-come  cov  -  ert    Of    our 


w 


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^  '    *   k 

leaves  of  bright-est  green.      But  her  reign   is      al  -  most  o  -  ver,  The  spring  is      on     the 

mu  -  sic      of    our    own.         Oh,  the    sum-mer  days  are  com  -  ing,  And     sum-mer  nights  more 

jas  -  mine  shad-  ed  bowers.      Oh,  the    sum-mer  days  are  com  -  ing,  The  spring  is      on     the 


lll'l\l^l^^'rAU^\\l^ 


TT 


V    V 


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wane, 
dear; 
wane; 


Oh,  haste  thee, 
Oh,,  haste  thee, 
Oh,     haste  thee, 

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gen  -  tie  Sum  -  mer,  To  our  pleas  -  ant  land  a  -  gain, 
gen  -  tie  Sum  -  mer.  For  there's  joy  when  thou  art  near, 
geji  -  tie     Sum  -  mer,    To    our    pleas  -  ant    land     a  -    gain. 


feg-g  g^ii; 


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41 


TWICKENHAM  FERRY. 


Tb«o.  Marzials.  Ca»&  Matx  An: 


Nat  too/ast. 


1 .  O  -  hoi  -  yehoj  Hoyeho,Who*s  for  the  ferry  ?  The  briar's  inthe  bud,  and  the  sunn's  going  down,  And  I'll 

2.  0-hoi  -  ye-ho,  Hoyeho,"I'mforthe  ferry,  The  briar'sin  the  bud,andthesun's  going  down,  And  it's 

3.  Ohoiyeho,  Ho !  you're  too  late  forthe  ferry,  The  briar's  in  the  bud,  and  the  sun's  going  down.  And  he's 


j-H — I  I       .    I — I 


fel 


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^m 


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"^'"'lUW^ 


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•v*-t^— fe^ 


^ty^-r^^^iffffgfi'i^J^jul.'.  'v'rf^il 


row   ye  so  quick,  and  I'll  row  ye    so    steady,  And 'tis  but  a    penny  to  Twickenham  town.   The 
late    as  it    is,    and  I     have-n't     a     penny,^And  how  shalll  get  me  to  Twickenham  town  ?"She'd 
not  rowing  quick  and  he's  not  rowing  steady ,You'd  think  'twas  a  journey  to  Twickenham  town.  "O 


m 


^m 


I  ^^'C    I 


»J  i:isiS-^Ji  *-;£-3-ii  t:s^-i-2i  t-'*. 


^ 


ferryman's  slim  and  he  ferryman's  young.  And  he's  just  a  soft  twang  in  the  turn  of  his  tongue,  And  he's 
a  rose  in  her  bonnet,  and  oh  I  she  look'd  sweet  As  the  little  pink  flower  that  grows  in  the  wheat.With  her 
hoi,  and  O  -  ho,"  you  may  call  as  you  will.  The  moon  is  a-ris  -  ing      on        Petersham  Hill.  And  with 


M^^^F-fFif-IKife^fftiBFffe 


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V-b/- 


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"^ 


-•i^y.  -S. 


fresh  as  a    pip  -  pin  and  brown  as  a    berry.  And      'tis   but  a    pen  -  ny  to  Twick  -  en  •  ham  town. 

cheeks  like  a  rose  and  her   lips   like  a  cherry,  "And  sure  and  you're  welcome  to  Twickenham  town." 

love  like  a  rose   inthe   stern  of  the  wherry,  There's  danger  in  cross-ing  to  Twick- en -ham  town. 


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m 


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i##^iJ:JjT7|fiSiMi'J  f;it  ulni 


The  ferryman's  slim,  and  the  ferryman's  young,  and  he's  just  a  soft  twang  in  the  turn  of  his  tongue ;  And  he's 

[  fresh  as  a  pippin,  and 


^-0-  •*• 


m 


^: 


\/  V  ^    V 


CODA.  After  last  verse. 


^  ^  ^ 

brown  as  a  beny.  And  'tis  but  a  penny  to  Twickenham  town.  Ohoiyeho,  Hoyeho,  Ho-  ye-ho.  Ho! 


m 


■t?  -l^-u- 


pm 


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42 


FAVORITE  SONGii  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


Early  Genius.— Gounod,  the  musical  composei . 
early  manifested  his  talent.  How  he  secured  liberty 
to  follow  the  bent  of  his  genius,  is  told  in  the  follow- 
ing incident:  It  seems  that  when  a  boy  at  college, 
•very  effort  was  made  to  destroy  his  musical  genius. 
His  professor,  M.  Poirson,  was  in  despair.  His  par- 
ents intended  him  for  the  ecole  normaU,  On  its 
being  announced  to  him  that  he  was  to  go  up  for  the 
necessary  examination,  the  boy  burst  into  tears,  and 
steadily  refused  to  continue  his  classical  studies.  His 
mother  appealed  to  M.  Poirson,  and  implored  him  to 
recall  her  boy  to  what  she  considered  to  be  his  duty. 
The  stem  professor  accordingly  sent  for  him,  and,  in 


a  tone  more  threatening  than  encouraging,  said  to 
him  :  "  So  you  wish  to  be  a  musician  ?"  "  Yes,  sir," 
replied  the  terrified  boy.  "But  that  is  not  a  pro- 
fession." "What,  sir;  the  pnifession  of  Beethoven, 
of  Mozart,  of  Gluck,  is  not  a  profession  ?"  "  But,  re- 
member that  Mozart  at  your  age  had  composed  music 
worth  publishing,  whereas  you  have  only  scribbled 
notes  on  paper.  However,  here  is  your  last  chance; 
if  you  really  are  a  musician,  you  can  set  words  to 
music."  The  old  man  copied  out  the  poem,  "Joseph," 
"A  peine  au  sortir  de  I'en  France."  The  boy  humed 
to  his  school  desk,  and  after  studying  the  subject, 
wrote  an  air  and  accompaniment,  which  he  brought 


MARY  OF  ARGYLE. 

Moderato. 


S.  Nelson. 


1.  I  have  heard  the  mavis  singing  His  love-song  to  the  mom ;  I  have  seen  the  dew-drops  clinging  To  the 

2.  Though  thy  voice  may  lose  its  sweetness,  And  thine  eye  its  brightness,  too.  Though  thy  step  may  lack  its 

[fleetness,  And  thy 


rose  just  new-ly  bom ;  But    a  sweeter  song  has  cheer'd  me  At  the  evening's  gentle  close,  And  I've 
hair  its  sun  -  ny  hue,  Still   to    me  wilt  thou  be  dearer        Than       all  the  world  shall  own ;  I  have 


seen  an  eye  still  brighter  Than  the  dew-drop  on  the  rose ;  'Twas  thy  voice,  my  gentle  Mary,  And  thine 
loved  thee  for  thy  beauty.  But  not  for  that  a  -  lone.  I    have  watch'd  thy  heart,  dear  Mary,  And  its 


art-less,  winning  smile,    That  made  this  world  an  E  -  den,  Bon  -  ny  Ma  -  ry      of      Ar-gyle. 
goodness  was  the  wile      That  has  made  thee  mine  forever,  Bon,-  ny  Ma  -  ry      of      Ar-gyle. 


'       u  U  p  i»  '  "-^  bg  t^  U  P 


^.  U  -•   w     ^ — w- 


j  rg  p  g 


back  to  his  professor,  and  showed  to  him,  pale  with 
emotion.  He  felt  that  on  his  judgment  his  future 
career  depended.  He  sang  it  to  the  old  man,  who 
listened  in  amazement,  and  led  him  to  his  drawing 
toom,  where  he  made  him  play  the  accompaniment 
on  a  fnano.  Those  present  were  enraptured  by  the 
beauty  of  the  composition,  and  it  was  at  once  de- 
cided that  young  Gounod  must  follow  the  bent  of 
the  undoubted  genius  with  which  he  was  gifted. 

Passing  by  one  the  city  schools  yesterday,  we  lis- 
tened to  the  scholars  singing:  *<Oh,  how  I  lore  my 
teacher  deal !"  There  was  one  boy,  with  a  voice 
tflce  a  tornado,  who  was  so  enthusiastic  that  he  em- 


phasized every  word,  and  roared  "  Oh,  how  I  love  my 
teacher  dear!"  with  a  vim  that  lefl  no  possible  douU 
ot  his  affection.  Ten  minutes  later,  that  boy  had 
been  compelled  to  stand  on  the  floor  for  putting  shoe- 
maker's wax  on  his  teacher's  chair,  got  three  demerit 
marks  for  drawing  a  picture  of  her  with  red  chalk  on 
the  back  of  an  atlas,  been  well  shaken  for  putting  a 
bent  pin  on  another  boy's  chair,  scolded  for  whistling 
out  loud,  sentenced  to  stay  after  school  for  drawing 
ink  moustaches  on  his  £eu:e,  and  Uacking  the  end  of 
another  boy's  nose,  and  soundly  whipped  for  throwii^ 
nine  spit-balls  against  the  ceiling.  You  can't  believe 
more  than  half  a  boy  says  when  he  sings. — Haivkeye, 


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KILLARNEY. 


M.  W.  BAiPBfs  Last  Song. 


Moderato.  ^^^ 

1.  By    Kil-lar  -  ney's 

2.  In  -  nis-  fal  -  len's 

3.  No  place  else  can 

4.  Mu  -  sic  there  for 


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lakes  and  fells,  Em'-rald  isles  and      wind-ing  bays.  Mountain  paths  and 
ruin  -  ed  shrine  May  suggest    a  pass-  ing  sigh ;  But  man's  faith  can 

charm  the  eye  With  such  bright  and     va  -  ried  lints,  Ev'  -  ry  rock  that 
e  -  cho  dwells,  Makes  each  sound  a  har  -  mo  -  ny ;  Ma  -  ny- voiced  the 


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woodland  dells,  Mem  -'ry    ev     -      er    fond  -  ly  strays,  Boun-teous  na-ture  loves  all     lands, 

ne'er  de-  cline  Such  God's  wond  -  ers  float  -  ing  by;  Cas  -  tie  Lough  and  Glena       bay; 

you  pass    by,     Ver-dure  broid  -  ers     or      besprints,  Vir  -  gin  there  the  green  grass  grows, 

cho  -  rus  swells, 'Till    it      faints      in      ec  -  sta-sy.  With  the  charmful  tints  be-  low. 


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Beau   -  ty       wan  -  ders        ev   -  'ry  -  where.   Foot-prints  leaves  on     ma  -  ny  strand^ 

Moun  -  tains    Tore    and         Ea  -   gle's  Nest;    Still      at     Mu- cross  you    must  pray 

Ev     -     'ry      morn    springs   na  -   tal       day,    Bright-hued  ber  -  ries   daff    the  snows. 

Seems    the      heav'n  a      -      bove   to        vie.       All    rich    col  -  ors    that    we  knpw, 


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But     her  home  is  sure  -  ly  there !  An  -  gels  fold  their 

Tho'  the  monks  are        now      at  rest.    An  -  gels  won  -  der 

Smil  -  ing  win  -  ter's      frown     a    -  way.    An  -  gels  oft  -  en 

Tinge  the  cloud- wreaths  in      that  sky.  Wings  of    an  -  gels 


wings  and  rest,  In    that  E  -  den 
not  that  man  There  would  fain  pro- 
pausing  there.  Doubt  if     E  -  den 
so  might  shine.  Glancing  back  soft 


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of  the  West,  Beau 

long  life's  span.  Beau  - 

were  more  fair.  Beau, 

light  di  -  vine.  Beau- 


ty's  home,  Kil  -  lar  -  -  ney, 

ty's  home,  Kil  -  lar  -  -  ney, 

ty's  home,  Kil  -  lar  •  •  ney, 

ty's  home,  Kil  -  lar  -  -  ney, 


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Ev 
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fair  Kil  -  lar  -  ney. 

fair  Kil  -  lar  -  ney^ 

fair  Kil  -  lar  -  ney. 

fair  Kil  -  lar  -  ney. 


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FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME, 


Life-Sounds.— We  think  for  a  moment  of  life- 
sounds,  of  which  there  are  so  many  around  us.  Do 
you  know  why  we  hear  a  buzzing,  as  the  gnat,  the 
bee,  or  the  cockchafer  fly  past  ?  Not  by  the  beating 
of  their  wings  against  the  air,  as  many  people  imagine, 
and  as  is  really  the  case  with  humming  birds,  but  by 
the  scraping  of  the  under-part  of  their  hard  wings 
against  the  edges  of  their  hind-legs,  which  are  toothed 
like  a  saw.  The  more  rapidly  their  wings  are  put 
in  motion  the  stronger  this  grating  sound  becomes. 
Some  insects,  like  the  drone-fly,  force  the  air  through 
the  tiny  air-passages  in  their  sides,  and  as  these  pas- 


sages are  closed  by  little  plates,  the  plates  vibrate  to 
and  h-o  and  make  sound-waves.  All  these  life- 
sounds  are  made  by  creatures  which  do  not  sing  or 
speak ;  but  the  sweetest  sounds  of  all  in  the  woods  are 
the  voices  of  the  birds.  All  voice-sounds  are  made 
by  two  elastic  bands  or  cushions,  called  vocal  chords, 
stretched  across  the  end  of  the  tube  or  windpipe 
through  which  we  breathe,  and  as  we  send  the  air 
through  them  we  tighten  or  loosen  them  as  we  wUl, 
and  so  make  them  vibrate  quickly  or  slowly  and  make 
sound-waves  of  different  lengths.  But  if  you  will  try 
some  day  in  the  woods  you  will  find  that  a  bird  can 


JUANITA. 


Spanish  Mblodt, 

Words  by  Mrs.  Nortoh. 


1.  Soft     o'er  the  fountain,     Ling'ring  falls      the  south-em  moon;  Far      o'er  the  mountain 

2.  When    in  tliy  dreaming.   Moons  like  these  shall  shine  a  -  gain,    And     daylight  beaming. 


Breaksthe  day      too  soon!        In  thy  dark  eye's  splendor,  Where  the  warm  light  loves  to  dwell. 
Prove  thy  dreams  are  vain.      Wilt  thou  not,    re  -  lent-ing.      For  thine  ab  -  sent  lov  -  er  sigh. 


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A  tempo. 


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Ni  -  ta!     Jua    -     ni  •  ta! 
Ni  -  ta!     Jua    -     ni  -  ta! 


Wea-ry  looks,  yet  ten-der.      Speak  their  fond  fare -well! 
In      thyheart  consent-ing         To       a  prayer  gone  by? 


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Ask  thy  soul     if    we  should  part !  Ni  -  ta !    Jua  -   ni   -  ta !      Lean  thou  on     my  heart. 
Let   me  lin  -  ger    by    thy  side !      Ni  -  ta !     Jua  -   ni   -  ta !       Be    my  own    fair  bride  I 


aaiiil'iMi  \\  \\i\^\  III 


•  Wah-ne-U. 


surpass  you  over  and  over  again  in  the  length  of  his 
note ;  when  you  are  out  of  breath  and  forced  to  stop 
he  will  go  on  with  his  merry  trill  as  fresh  and  clear 
as  if  he  had  only  just  begun.  This  is  because  birds 
can  draw  air  into  the  whole  of  their  body,  and  they 
have  a  lai^e  stock  laid  up  in  the  folds  of  their  wind- 
pipe, and  besides  this  the  air-chamber  behind  their 
elastic  bands  or  vocal  chords  has  two  compartments 
where  we  have  only  one,  and  the  second  compart- 
ment has  special  muscles  by  which  they  can  open  and 
shut  it,  and  so  prolong  the  trill.  Only  think  what  a 
r^id  succession  of  waves  must  Qui^er  tlirowrrh  the 


air  as  a  tiny  bird  agitates  his  little  throat  and  pours 
forth  a  volume  of  song!  The  next  time  you  can  do 
so,  spend  half-an-hour  listening  to  him,  orto  the  canary 
bird  as  he  swings  in  his  cage,  and  try  to  picture  to 
yourself  how  that  little  being  is  moving  all  the  atmos- 
phere around  him.  Then  dream  for  a  little  while 
about  Sound,  what  it  is,  how  marvelously  it  works 
outside  in  the  world,  and  inside  in  your  ear  and 
brain ;  and  then,  when  you  go  back  to  work  again, 
you  will  hardly  deny  that  it  is  well  worth  while  to 
listen  sometimes  to  the  voices  of  Nature  and  ponder 
h«,r  it  is  that  we  hear  them. — Miss  A.  R,  Buckld* 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOAfK 


45 


BLUE  ALSATIAN  MOUNTAINS. 


S-rcrasN  Adams. 
CiAHiiw..    C.  Matz,  Arr. 


Tot  toe  slow.  I  r  "^*  •  I 


Not  toe  sloTv. 

1.  By  the  blue  Al  -  sa  -  tian  mountains  Dwelt  a  maiden  young  and  fair,  Like  the  careless  -  flow  -  ing 

2.  By  the  blue  Al  -  sa  -  tian  mountains  Came  a  stranger  in   the  Spring,  And  he  lin-ger'd  by      the 

3.  By  the  blue  Al-  sa- tian  mountains  Many  spring-times  bloom'd  and  pass'd,  And  the  maiden  by  the 


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foun-tains  Were  the  rip  -  pies  of   her  hair,  Were  the  rip  -  pies  of  her  hair; 

foun-tains  Just  to  hear    the  maid-en  sing.  Just   to   hear    the  maid-en  sing; 

foun-tains,  Saw  she  lost    her  hopes  at  last,  She  lost  her    hopes  at  last. 


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mild  her  eyes  so  win-ning.  Angel  bright  her  hap- py  smile,  Whenbe-neath  the  fountains  spin- 
whis-per  in  themoonIight,Wordsthesweetestshehadknown,  Just  to  charm  a- way  the  hours, 
withered  like    a   flow -er  That  is    wait -ing  for    tlierain,       She   will  never   seethe  stranger. 


rf]^^\nrff^ 


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1  \       ^111 

ning,You  could  hear  her  song  the  while 
Till  her  heart  was  all   his  own, 
Where  the  fountains  fall  a  •  gain 


A-d6,   A-d6,    A  -  d^,        Such  songs  will  pass  away, 

A-d6,   A-d6,    A-  d6.        Such  dreams  may  pass  away, 

A -de,   A-d6,    A-  d6.        The  years  have  passed  away. 


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Tho' the  blue  Al-sa-tian  moun-tains  Seem  to  watch  and  wait  al  way.  1 

But  the  blue  Al  -  sa-tian  moun-tains  Seem  to  watchand  waitalway.  >      A  -  d6,   A  -  d6,    A  -  d^» 

But  the  blue  Al  -  sa-tian  moun-tains  Seem  to  watch  and  wait  alwa>  .1     [-'^  -  day,] 


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Such  son  js  will  pass  away,    Tho'  the  blue  Alsa-tian  mountains  Seem  to  watch  and  wait  alway. 


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FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME, 


America,  it  is  said,  is  the  only  country  where  the 
music  in  divine  worship  is  committed  exclusively  to 
two  men,  two  women,  and  an  organist  in  the  gallery. 
The  rector  of  each  church  should  insist  upon  the  con- 
gregation taking  part  in  the  music.  He  should  adopt 
a  book,  drill  the  congregation  in  simple  hymns  and 
chants,  and  have  the  choir  lead  the  singing,  instead 
of  monopolizing  it.  If  this  were  done,  there  would 
soon  be  a  great  change  in  the  character  of  church 
music,  and  the  Psalmist's  injunction  would  be  carried 


out, "  Let  all  the  people  praise  thee,  O  God.**  Thei* 
should  also  be  musical  instruction  in  the  divinity 
schools ;  a  little  time  might  profitably  be  taken  front 
the  Calvinistic  and  Arminian  controversy,  and  like 
theological  subtleties,  and  given  to  teaching  the  can- 
didate for  holy  orders  how  to  read,  how  to  preach, 
and  how  to  sing.  Music  is  among  the  most  power- 
ful of  religious  influences,  and,  in  the  past  and  pres- 
ent, has  done  much  to  carry  forward  all  great  relig- 
ious movements  by  heartily  rousing  the  multitude. 


FREEDOM'S  FLAG. 

Allegro  maestoso. 


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John  J.  Hood,  by  per. 


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'  country's  flag !  O      em-trem  dear  Of  all   the  soul  loves  best,  "What  glo  -  ries    in   thy 

2.  Beneath  thy  rays  our      fa-thersbled  In  freedom'sho-ly    cause;  Where'er  to  heav'n  thy 

3,  Proud  banner  of    the      no-ble  free!  Emblazon'd  from  on    high  I  Long  may  thy  folds  un- 


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folds    ap-pear   Let    no -ble  deeds    at-test:Thypres-ence     on  the  field    of  strife    En- 
folds   outspread.  Pre -vail  sweetFreedom's  laws.  Prosper  -  i   -    ty  has  marked  thy  course  O'er 

soil'd   re -fleet  The    glo -ries   of     the  skyi  Longmay  thy    land  be  Free- dom's  land,  Thy 

,      Ml  ^  g  :y  :p  g:^'    1  J    i!lj  ^^- -^-r     I. 

F  rri   T  II    I    I  :=t=|:'-' ■  1*1^  i*-r  r  iT  *  i    fS^ 

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Idn-dles  val«  or's    flarne;  A-round  thee,  in  the  hour  of  peace,  Wotwine  our  nation's  fame. 

all    the  land    and      sea;   Thy  favor'd  sons  in   dis-tant  climes,  Still  fondly  look    to  thee. 

liomes  with,  vir  •  tue   bright.  Thy  sons  a  brave,  u  .  ni  -  ted  band.  For  God,  for  Truth,  and  Rightt 


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FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  NOME, 


47 


PULL  AWAY,  BRAVE  BOYS.  « w J." m' tell." 

Animato.  'o'  t,   cres.  ' 


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2.  Pull    a -way,  pull    a- way,  pull    a  -  way,  brave  boys.  Pull  a  -  way,  pull    a- way,  to  the  bending 


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oar;  Pull   a -way,  pull    a -way,  let    us  heed  no  more.  The         mu 


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rious  sum  -  mer  day. 
sic      from  the  shore. 


Pull  a  -  way,  pull  a  -  way,  while  with  joy  we're  singing.  And  our  hearts  beat  high  with  glee ;  Pull  a  - 
Pull  a- way,  pull  a- way,  while  our  pulse  is  danc- ing.  And  our  hearts  are  light  and  free;  Pull  a  - 


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way,  pull    a  -  way,  thro'  the      wa  -  ters  glanc  -  ing,    Swift  we 

m—m — « — m — (•- 


o'er    the     sound -ing     sea. 
go  o'er  the  sound  -  ing     sea. 


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O'er  the  sea,   o'er  the  sea,     re-sound  -  ing. 


re  -  sound-ing, 

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re-sound-ing.     O'er  the 


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the     sound  -  ir        sea,      the 


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48 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


The  Moonlight  Sonata. — The  Wide-Awaie 
Magazine  tells  a  pretty  story  of  the  way  that  Bee- 
thoven composed  this  beautiful  piece  of  music.  He 
was  going  by  a  small  house  one  evening  and  heard 
some  one  playing  his  Symphony  in  F  on  the  Piano. 
He  stopped  to  listen,  and  heard  a  voice  say :  "  What 
would  I  not  give  to  hear  that  piece  played  by  some 
one  who  could  do  it  justice."  The  great  composer 
opened  the  door  and  entered.  "  Pardon  me,"  said 
Beethoven,  somewhat  embarrassed ;  "  pardon  me,  but 
I  heard  music,  and  was  tempted  to  enter.  I  am  a 
musician!"  The  girl  blushed,  and  the  young  man 
assumed  a  grave,  almost  severe  manner.  «•  I  heard 
also  some  of  your  words,"  continued  Beethoven. 
•'  You  wish  to  hear,  that  is,  you  would  like — in  short, 


would  you  like  me  to  play  to  yon?"    There  wis 

something  so  strange,  so  comical  in  the  whole  affair, 
and  something  so  agreeable  and  eccentric  in  Bee- 
thoven's  manner,  that  we  all  involuntarily  smiled. 
"  Thank  you,"  said  the  young  shoemaker;  "but  our 
piano  is  bad,  and  then  we  have  no  music."  "Na 
music?"  repeated  Beethoven,  "how,  then,  did  ma- 
demoiselle— ."  He  stopped  and  colored,  for  the 
young  gisl  had  just  turned  towards  him,  and  by  her 
sad,  veiled  eyes  he  saw  that  she  was  blind.  "  I  en- 
treat you  to  pardon  me,"  stammered  he :  "  but  I  did 
not  remark  at  first.  You  play,  then,  from  memory  ?" 
"  Entirely !"  "  And  where  have  you  heard  this  mu- 
sic before  ?"  "  Never,  excepting  the  music  in  the 
streets."  She  seemed  frightened,  so  Beethoven  did  not 


NONE  CAN  TELL. 

Can  artitna.  , 


rit. 


W.  H.  Ehha.  G.  B.  Allbn. 


5^ 


# 


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i-^-t-^ 


^^ 


1.  Child,  is    life  bright     a  -  lone? 

2.  Youth,        is    she    tru    -    ly  thine? 

3.  Bride,         is  there  joy       for  thee? 

0-0 


None  can  tell. 
None  can  tell. 
None      can    tell. 


Al  -  ways  laugh -ter. 
Will  love's  light  e  - 
Or      will  blue  skies 


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nev  -  er  moan?  None  can  tell, 
ter  -  nal  shine?  None  can  tell, 
cloud-ed      be?     None   can    tell. 


m 


m 


Will  spring  flow'rets  bloom  as  sweet,  Un  -  der  care-less 
Will  the  sun  make  glad  thy    day.     Or  will  black  clouds 
Will  the  bright  dream  ne'er  depart.    Or  will  grief,  with 


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rov  -  ing  feet.  Or  lie  with-er'd  with  the  heat?  None  can  tell,  None  can  tell, 
hide  his  ray,  And  love's  ten  -  der  beams  de- cay?  None  can  tell.  None  can  tell, 
last  -  ing  smart.  Keep  a      dull  grasp  on  thy  heart  ?  None  can    tell.    None  can    tell. 


S^u.  M ;= [= ?= — r«K m m f^    ,W — 1 ^ — ■    ^  •    ^ — r?n n» ^ — r^ 

^    irc    u»    1^  I     u  r 


add  another  word,  but  seated  himself  at  the  instru- 
ment and  began  to  play.  He  had  not  touched  many 
notes  when  I  guessed,  says  the  narrator,  who  accom- 
panied him,  what  would  follow,  and  how  sublime 
he  would  be  that  evening.  I  was  not  deceived. 
Never,  during  the  many  years  I  knew  him,  did  I 
hear  him  play  as  on  this  occasion  for  the  blind  girl 
and  her  brother  on  that  old  dilapidated  piano.  At 
last  the  shoemaker  rose,  approached  him,  and  said 
in  a  low  voice :  "  Wonderful  man,  who  are  you 
then  ?"  Beethoven  raised  his  head,  as  if  he  had  not 
comprehended.  The  young  man  repeated  the  ques- 
tion. The  composer  smiled  as  only  he  could  smile. 
"  Listen,"  said  he ;  and  he  played  the  first  move- 
ment in  the  F  Symphony.     A  cry  of  joy  escaped 


from  the  lips  of  the  brother  and  sister.  They  recog- 
sized  the  player  and  cried:  "You  are,  then,  Bee- 
thoven !"  He  rose  to  go,  but  they  detained  him. 
"  Play  for  us  once  more,  just  once  more,"  they  said. 
He  allowed  himself  to  be  led  back  to  the  instrument. 
The  brilliant  rays  of  the  moon  entered  the  curtain* 
less  windows  and  lighted  itp  his  broad,  earnest,  and 
expressive  forehead.  "I  am  going  to  improvise  a 
sonata  to  the  moonlight,"  he  said,  playfully.  He 
contemplated  for  some  moments  the  sky  sparkling 
with  stars;  then  his  fingers  rested  on  the  piano,  and 
he  began  to  play  in  a  low,  sad,  but  wondrously  sweet 
strain.  The  harmony  issued  from  the  instrument 
as  sweet  and  even  as  the  br.pht  rays  of  the  beauti- 
ful moonlight  spread  over  the  shadows  on  the  ground. 


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EVER  OF  THEE. 


G.  LlNLKT. 

Foley  Hall. 


=lipit 


^    ri  J — ^ 


^ 


:itiit 


tie  voice 
a  -  far 

-6 


Moderato. 

1.  Ev  -    er 

2.  Ev  -    er 


^^ 


of  thee        I'm    fond   -    ly      dream  -  ing.  Thy      gen 
of  thee,      when  sad  and     lone  -  ly,  Wand  -'ring 

j^y  j^  J     J     J    J   J    >. 


my 
my 


m 


^^: 


-«  Bl — S--^ — 1    1  ^-^^-m-  m   ^ — ^m — i \- 


3i» 


V  *-v^ 


J^ 


spir  -  it  can  cheer;  Thou    art  the  star 
soul  joy'd  to  dwell ;   Ah !  then   I   felt 


|i:M-*^ 


that,  mild  -  ly     beam-ing,  Shone  o'er  my  path  when 
I     loved   thee    on  -  ly,     All  seemed  to  fade    be- 


^ 


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i;;ai 


all       was  dark      and  drear :        Still 
fore      af-fec  -  tion's  spell;     Years 


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in       my  heart         thy    form 
have    notchill'd      the    love 
> 


^^ 


jtj!:i. 


cher  -  ish, 
cher  -  ish, 
> 


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Wz 


Ev -'ry  kind  tho't  like  a  bird   flies  to  thee.  Ah !    nev  -  er    till  life     and  mem-'ry    per  -  ish. 
True  as  the  stars  hath  my  heart  been  to  thee.  Ah !  nev  -  er    till  life    and   mem-'ry    per  -  ish. 


^^3^ 


f'Zf'r 


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1^=1^=^ 


1^  » 


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4jz=j^ 


1»=l«: 


Can 
Can 


^ 


-^— r 


I     for-get    how  dear  thou  art  to  me 
I    for-get    how  dear  thou  art  to  me 


Mom,  noon  and  night,  where'er    I    may  be. 
Mom,  noon  and  night,  where'er    I    may  be. 


■¥—^ 


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r   rr  r 


adia. 


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mt?  rj\^  j 


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1       ^^ 

Fond  -  ly  I'm  dreaming      ev  -  er    of  thee;  Fond  -  ly  I'm  dream-ing        ev  -  er    of  thee. 
Fond  -  ly  I'm  dream-ing       ev  -  er    of  thee ;  Fond  -  ly  I'm  dream-ing        ev  -  er    of  thee. 


0    ffff  ^  1^  IS: 


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Hymn  Writers. — ^We  have  sought  for  hymns  in 
the  books  of  every  denomination  of  Christians.  There 
•re  certain  hymns  of  the  sacrifice  of  Christ,  of  utter 
and  almost  soul-dissolving  yearning  for  the  benefits 
of  His  mediation,  which  none  could  write  so  well  as 
a  devout  Roman  Catholic.  Some  of  the  most  touch- 
ing and  truly  evangelical  hymns  in  the  Plymouth  Col- 
lection we  have  gathered  from  this  source.  We  have 
obtained  many  exquisite  hymns  from  the  Moravian 
collections,  developing  the  most  tender  and  loving 
views  of  Christ,  of  His  personal  presence,  and  gentle 
companionship.     We  know  of  no  hymn-writers  that 


equal  their  faith  and  fervor  for  Christ  as  present  with 
his  people.  Nor  can  any  one  conversant  with  these 
fail  to  recognize  the  fountain  in  which  the  incom- 
parable Charles  Wesley  was  baptized.  His  hymns, 
are  only  Moravian  hymns  re-sung.  Not  alone  are  the 
favorite  expressions  used  and  the  dpithets  which  they 
loved,  but,  like  them,  he  beholds  all  Christian  truths, 
through  the  medium  of  confiding  love.  The  love~ 
element  of  this  school  has  never  been  surpassed.  To- 
say  that  we  have  sought  for  hymns  expressing  the 
deepest  religious  feeling,  and  particularly  the  senti- 
ments of  love,  and  trust,  and  divine  courage,  and 


FLEE  AS  A  BIRD. 


Spanish  Melody. 
Marv  S.  B.  Dana,  1840. 


^=i^^^i4^^^A  ij  l.H 


r 


?^=s 


*?rs^ 


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2S 


fesL      -g- 


(    Expression. 
1.  FL 


Hee   as    a  bird   to  your    moun 
2.  He»  will  protect  thee  for  -  ev    • 


tarn, 
cr. 


Thou  who  art  wea  -  ry     of       sin ;     .    .    • 
Wipe  ev-e-ry    fall-ing      tear;    .    .    . 


^■gP   ^-^If       -^^ 


^ 


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J  3^33  J»3'  p ^b-^y-y-sygl: 


^ 


agitato. 


r^^ 


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3(2=^ 


^sa 


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L 


I  "  I  -  -        I  y  ■ 

vju    to  the  clear-flowing    foun  •  tain,  Where  you  may  wash  and  be  clean ;  Fly,forth' a-venger  is 
He  will  forsake  thee.  Oh,  nev    -    er,     Shelteredsoten-der-ly  there  1     Haste  then.the  hours  are 


near 
fly 


thee, 
ing, 


Call,  and  the  Sav  -  lour  will    hear 
Spend  not  the  mo-ments  in     sigh 


thee.        He     on     His  bo  -  sora  will 
ing.      Cease  from  your  sor- row  and 


^m 


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fe^i^-^^^Ej^V  ^  '^  % 


tzs 


ar      thee; 
cry    -     ing 


Oh,thouwhQartwea- ry    of    sin.     Oh,  thou  who  art  wea  -  ly    of    sin. 
The  Sav-iour  will  wipe  ev -'ry    tear.   The    Sav -iour  will  wipe  ev-'ry    tear. 


m 


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r^        ! 


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hopefulness,  is  only  to  say  that  we  have  drawn  largely 
from  the  best  Methodist  hymns.  The  contributions 
of  the  Wesleys  to  hymnology  have  been  so  rich  as 
to  leave  the  Christian  world  under  an  obligation 
which  caimot  be  paid  as  long  as  there  is  a  struggling 
Christian  brotherhood  to  sing  and  be  comforted  amid 
the  trials  of  this  world.  Charles  Wesley  was  pecul- 
iarly happy  in  making  the  Scriptures  illustrate  Chris- 
tian experience,  and  personal  experience  throw  light 
upon  the  deep  places  of  the  Bible.  Some  of  his  efiii- 
sions  have  never  been  surpassed.  Nor  are  there  any 
byQuas  that  could  more  nobly  express  the  whole  ecstasy 


of  the  apostolic  writings  in  view  of  death  and  heaven. 
Cowper,  Stennet,  Newton,  Doddridge,  and  many 
other  familiar  authors,  will  be  found  in  every  collection 
that  aspires  to  usefulness.  With  whatever  partiality 
to  Dr.  Watts  we  may  have  begun  our  work,  a  compar- 
ison of  his  psalms  and  hymns  with  the  best  effusions  of 
the  best  hymn-writers  has  only  served  to  increase  our 
admiration,  and  our  conviction  that  he  stands  above  all 
other  English  writers.  Nor  do  we  believe  any  other 
man,  in  any  departpaent,  has  contributed  so  great  a 
share  of  enjoyment,  edification,  and  inspiration  t*- 
struggling  Christians  as  Dr.  Watts. — II,  JV.  Beccher.. 


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5» 


PRAISE  TO  GOD. 


Am«A  L.  BAHBAtn.n,  1773. 
Sbbastian  Bach.    "Nuremberg.' 


3=^ • 


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1.  Praise     to  God,      im  -  mor  -  tal    praise,  For      the      love      that  crowns  our      days; 

2.  Flocks  that  whit   -   en      all       the    plain,  Yel  -   low  sheaves  of         ri    -   f;ened  grain, 

3.  All         that  spring,  with  boun-teous   hand.  Scat  -  ters     o'er       the      smil  -  ing      land; 

4.  Lord,     for  these      our  souls  shall  raise  Grate  -  ful      vows    and      sol  -  emn     praise : 


^ 


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Bonn  -  teous  source  of  ev    -   'ry  joy  I  Let  Thy  praise    our  tongues  em 

Clouds  that     drop  their  fattening  dews.  Suns  that  tem  -  perate  warmth  dif  - 

All         that      lib    -  eral  au  -   tumn  pours  From  her  rich,     o'er -flow   -  ing 

And,     when    ev    -  'ry  bles  -  sing's  flown.  Love  Thee      for     Thy  -  self      a    - 


ploy, 
fuse, 
stores: 
lone. 


^^^ 


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RISE,  CROWNED  WITH  LIGHT. 


Alexander  Pops. 
Alexis  Lvoff.  "  Russian  Hymn.' 


^ 


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1.  Rise,  crown'd  with  light, 

2.  See  a      long   race  . 

3.  See         barbarous    na 

4.  The       seas  shall  waste. 


im  -  pe  -  rial  Sa  -  lem,  rise; 
thy  spa  -  cious  courts  a  -  dom, 
tions  at  thy  gates  at  -  tend, 
the  skies    to  smoke  de   -   cay. 


Ex    - 

See 
Walk 
Rocks 


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^•P  F  F 


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W 


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ffj  I  a^  ^^ 


f=^ 


22: 


See   Heav'n  its      spark  -  ling  por  -  tals 
In        crowding     ranks      on   ev  -  'ry 
See       thy   bright     al  -  tarsthrong'd  wi^h 
But      fix'd   His      word.   His  sav  -  ing^ 


tow'r  -    ing  head     and  lift         thine  eyes; 

sons,  and  daugh-ters  yet           un   -  born, 

light,  and     in        thy  tem  -     pie  bend: 

dust,  and  mountains  melt          a    -  way; 


And    break  up  -  on  thee  in       a       flood    of  day. 

De  -  mand-ing     life,      im  -  pa  -  tient    for      the  skies. 

While   ev  -  'ry      land      its    joy  -  ous     tri  -  bute  brings. 

Thy    realm  shall  last,  thy  own  Mes  -si   -    ah  reign. 


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Influence  of  Music. — Man  is  as  much  a  child 
of  the  beautiful  as  he  is  of  wisdom  or  genius,  Na- 
ture never  drives  us  if  she  can  avoid  it;  she  prefers 
to  allure  us.  She  makes  all  things  charming.  She 
paints  the  fields  and  the  woods  that  we  may  go  to 
them,  led  by  affection.  She  makes  the  face  of  youth 
beautiful,  throws  color  on  the  cheek,  and  makes  the 
lines  of  smiles  and  laughter  come  and  go,  and  she 
sends  the  soul  into  the  eyes,  that  young  years  may 
build  up  everlasting  frienship.     Yielding  to  his  Di- 


vine Master's  guidance,  man  follows  the  beantifol, 
and  to  the  idea  of  home  or  temple  or  garden  or  city, 
he  comes  with  both  hands  full  of  ornament.  He 
claims  for  his  house  and  his  dress  what  God  gives 
to  the  peach,  or  the  leaf,  or  the  rose.  In  tliis  deep 
philosophy  music  comes  as  the  decoration  of  a 
thought.  Man  submits  his  truths  to  several  steps 
of  this  ennobling  work.  He  found  them  in  prose 
and  he  asks  Milton  or  Dante,  or  Tennyson  or  Long- 
fellow to  frame  them  into  poetry,  but  not  yet  satisfied 


I'VE  BEEN  ROAMING. 

J5. 


W  Lively. 


m. 


Cras.  E.  Horn. 


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1.  I've  been  roam  -  ing,  I've  been  roam  -  ing  Where  the  mea  -  dow  dew     is  sweet; 

2.  I've  been  roam  -  ing,  I've  been  roam -ing     By     the  rose    and    lil   -    y  fair; 

3.  I've  been  roam  -  ing,  I've  been  roam -ing  Where  the  hon  -  ey  -  sue  -  kle  creeps; 

4.  I've  been  roam  -  ing,  I've  been  roam -ing     O  -  ver  hill    and     o   -  ver  plain; 


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And  I'm  com  -  ing,  and  I'm  com  -  ing  With     its  pearls  up  -  on  my      feet,  » 

And  I'm  com  -  ing,  and  I'm  com  -  ing  With  their  blos-soms   in  my     hair,  >  I've  been 

And  I'm  com  -  ing,  and  I'm  com  -  ing  With      its  greet  -  ing     on  my      lips,  > 

And  I'm  com  -  ing,  and  I'm  com  -  ing    To      my  bow  -  er    back  a   -    gain,       O  -  ver 


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And    I'm    com  -  ing,    and     I'm    com  -  ing    With     its    pearls    up  -  on      my      feet. 
{4)  And    I'm    com  -  ing,     and     I'm    com  -  ing      To      my    bow  -  er     back     a   -   gain. 


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H ha V- 


he  takes  the  thought  to  the  great  musician  and  asks 
Mozart  or  Weber  or  Schubert  to  pour  still  more 
color  on  the  blessed  thought.  It  was  not  enough 
for  the  Greeks  that  some  of  their  truth  took  the 
poetic  form  of  the  drama,  it  must  also  be  sung  on 
the  stage,  so  that  between  the  uplifted  hands  of  both 
Poetry  and  Music  all  might  see  how  sorrowful  was 
CEdipus  or  how  sweet  Antigone.  Thus  all  through 
its  history,  music  has  ever  ^en  the  final  decoration 


of  a  sentiment.  Poetry  has  done  much  when  it  has 
gathered  up  some  of  the  pensive  meditations  of 
man  when  he  draws  near  his  long  home  and  has 
called  this  rhythmical  arrangement  a  poem.  Even 
read  to  us,  its  flow  of  harmonious  feet  is  impressive; 
but  when  Mozart  goes  further,  and  wreathes  those 
words  with  his  composition  into  a  requiem,  then  is 
the  cup  of  our  realization  full,  and  all  the  pomp  and 
splendor  of  eaitksink  lik^  t];ie  summer  sun. — Swing, 


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FLOW  GENTLY,  SWEET  AFTON. 


53 


~  J.  K.  SnucAH. 
Wotdt  bf  RoBMrr  Bumm. 


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I.  Flow  gent-ly,  sweet  Af  -  ton,  a  -  mang  thy  green  braes;  Flow  gent-lj.  111  sing  thee  % 
3.  How  loft- ty,  sweet  Af -ton,  thy  neighbor-ing  hills,  Far  marked  with  tbe  courses  of 
3.  Thy    ciy*^stream,Af  -  ton,    howlove-ly     it    glides,  And  winds  by  the  cot  where  my 


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song  in   thy  praise;My    Ma-ry's  a  -  sleep  by  thy   mnzmw  -  ing  stream.  Flow  gent-Iy,  sweet 
dear-winding  rills;  There  dai-ly    I       wan-der,  as    momris-es    high.  My  flocks  and  my 
Ma  -  ry    re  •  sides  I  How  wan-ton  thy    wa-tersher  aow-y   feet  kve.    As   gathering  sweet 


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Ma-ry's  sweet  oot      in     my     eye.      How  pleas-ant    thy  banks  and  green  val  •  leys     be - 
flowerets,she  stems  thy  dotr  wave  I    Flow  gent-ly,  sweet  Af-ton,  a  -  mang  thy  greea 


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low,     Where  wild  in   the  woodlands  die     prink-ros  -  es        Uowl  There  oft,     as 
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evening  creeps  o  -  ver  the  lea.  The  sweet-scented  birk  shades  my  Ma  -  ry  and  me. 
sleep  t^  thy    mnr-mur-ing  stream,  Flow  gent-ly,  sweet  Af-ton,dis  -  turb  not    her  dream. 


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CHEER,  BOYS,  CHEER. 


h.  russbll. 
Charles  Mackat 


1.  Cheer,  boys,  cheer,      no      more    of        i   -   die     sor  -  row,    Courage!    true  hearts    shall 

2.  Cheer,  boys,  cheer,      the      stead  -  y     breeze  is      blow  -  ing,    To    float      us    free    -    ly 


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and  shows  the  bright  to  -  mor  -  row ; 
low     in       the     track  we're  go   -   ing, 


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Why    should  we  weep     to  sail      in    search  of     for     tune?  So      fare  -  well,  England !  fare - 
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Cheer,    boys,  cheer      for      England,  moth  -  er      Eng  -  land. 


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Cheer,     boys,     cheer. 


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1.  In       the     quar-ries  should  you    toil,  Make  your  mark !  Make  your  mark !  Do  you  delve  up  - 

2.  Would  you  seek   for  treasures  rare,  Make  your  mark !  Make  your  mark!  Wealth  that  will  with 

3.  Life      is     fleet -ing      as     a  shade,  Make  your  mark !  Make  your  mark !  Marks  of  some  kind 

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on  the  soil,  Make  your  mark !  Make  your  mark  I  In  what  -  ev  -  er 
gold  com -pare,  Make  your  mark!  Make  your  mark!  While  the  light  is 
must   be  made,  Make  your  mark !  Make  your  mark!       Make  it    while  the 


path   you    go, 

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While  the  bloom    is       on 
In       the    gol  -  den  hours 


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Good  Teachers. — Not  every  one  who  is  a  good 
player  is  for  that  reason  a  good  teacher.  The  best 
player  may  be  the  [poorest  teacher.  To  be  a  good 
musician  is  one  thing,  to  be  a  good  teacher  is  another. 
There  are  many  who  possess  a  great  amoimt  of  in- 
formation, but  who  can  impart  little  or  nothing. 
There  are  others  who  attempt  to  be  guides,  but  who 
do  not  know  the  road.  There  are  not  a  few  who  at- 
tempt to  teach,  who  were  never  properly  taught. 
Teachers  are  not  made,  they  are  born.  It  is  diffi« 
cult  to  judge  of  a  good  teacher.  Inquire  before  you 
engage  one.    The  fact  that  parents  have  no  full  ap- 


preciation of  the  importance  of  a  child's  education, 
accounts  for  the  indifference  which  they  show  in  the 
selection  of  teachers.  Many  parents  engage  poor 
teachers  for  beginners.  A  sadder  mistake  was  never 
made  in  the  process  of  education.  As  well  may  you 
lay  a  foundation  of  soft  brick,  consoling  yourself 
with  the  idea  that  you  will  finish  the  house  with  grey 
stone.  The  first  teacher  is  very  likely  the  one  who  w  ill 

make  or  mar  the  musicalfuture  of  your  child Men. 

Music  is  the  only  one  of  the  fine  arts  in  which  both 
man  and  all  other  animals  have  a  common  property 
— mice  and  elephants,  spiders  and  birds. — Richter. 


ROBINSON  CRUSOE 


Air—"  Rogue's  Makch." 


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1.  "When  I      was      a      lad,  I    had  cause  to 

2.  But  he  saved  from  a -board  an    old    gun  and 

3.  His     hut    was      a  match  for  um  -  brel  •  la 

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be    sad,     A      ver  -  y  good  friend  I    did 
sword.  And    another  odd  mat  -ter    or 
of  thatch.  And  his  clothes  were  too  old  to  be 


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lose,  0!  I  war-rantyou,Dan,youhaveheardofthisman,  Hisname  it  was  Rob-in  -  son 
two,  so  That  bydint  of  his  thrift  he  just  managed  to  shift.  And  keep  a  -  live  Rob-in  -  son 
new,    so   Thathis  parrot  at  last  would  cry  out    as    he  passed,  "Hurrah  for  old  Rob-in  •  son 

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Cru  -  soe. 
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Oh,  Rob  -  in  -  son  Cru  -  soe  I 
Oh,    Rob-in-son   Cra-soel 


Oh,  poor  Robin-son  Cru  -  soe !      He 
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went  off  to  sea  and  be-tweenyou  and  me,  Old  Neptune  wreck'd  Robinson  Cra  •  soe. 
tempest  or  Turk,  or  wild  man  or  work.  No  mat -ter  to  Rob-in-son  Cru  -  soe. 
par  -  rot   is  dead,  and  his    goats  have  all  fled    The  home  of   old  Rob-in  -  son    Cra  -  soe. 


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The  cannibals  came  to  his  island  one  day. 

To  feast,  for  all  cannibals  do  so, 
But  Friday,  their  man,  jumped  out  of  the  pan. 

And  ran  off  to  Robinson  Crusoe. 
Oh,  Robinson  Cmsoe!  Oh,  poor  Robinson  Crusoe! 
He  fired  off  his  gun,  and  then  there  was  fun 

For  lonely  old  Robinson  Crusoe. 


But  he  never  lost  hope,  and  he  never  would  mope, 
And  he  always  had  faith,  as  should  you,  so 

That  come  as  it  might,  it  always  was  right 
With  honest  old  Robinson  Crusoe. 
Oh, Robinson  Crusoe!  Good  old  Robinson  Crasoe! 

Where  can  school-boy  be  found  to  stop  at  a  round 
"  Hurrah  for  old  Robinson  Cmsoe !  " 


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S7 


THE  MOON  IS  BEAMING  O'ER  THE  LAKE. 


Jomr  Blocxlet. 


1.  Tlie  moon    is  beam-ing    o'er   the  lake,  Come  sail  in      our    light      ca  -    noe;        Sweet 

2.  The    ves  -  per  bell     is       peal     •     ing,  From  yon    -     der    lone  •  ly    tower;        Its 


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sounds  of  mu  -  sic    we'll    a -wake.   As  we   glide  o'er    tlie     wa  •  ters  blue, 
tones  now  gen  -  tly     steal    •     ing,   Pro    -      claim  the     ves  •  per  hour. 


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light     ca-noe.    As         mer-ry  we  row,  O  -  ver  the  rip  -  pling  sil  -  ver  tide;  While 

sounds   a  -  rise,    To  the    tran  -  quil  skies.  Like  one    of  earth's  sweetest    mel  -  o  -  dies ;  Now 


free  from  care,  Our     spir  -  its  are,  As  a  - 
sad,  now  gay.  As  it    floats  a- way.  On  the 


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moon      is    beam  -  ing    o'er      the    lake 


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Come  sail     in      our    light 


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sounds     of      mu   -   sic      we'll       a -wake, 

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The  following  tribute  to  the  memory  of  the  late 
Matthew  Arbuckle,  whose  magic  cornet  made  his  name 
a  household  word  with  millions,  will  doubtless  waken 
a  responsive  echo  in  the  heart  of  every  one  who  was 
privileged  to  know  that  brilliant  artist  and  kindly, 
courteous  gentleman :  "  Half-a-dozen  years  ago,"  writes 
a  lady,  one  of  his  pupils,  "  an  old  comet  hung  upon 
the  wall  of  my  home,  and  it  somehow  happened  that  I 
tried  it  'to  see  how  it  would  go.'  By  a  little  per- 
sistence I  got  a  tone,  and  finally  became  fascin- 
ated with  the  noise  I  could  produce,  and,  working 
-away  as  much  as  the  neighborhood  would  endure 
without  complaints  to  the  police,  I  got  some  mastery. 


The  performance  was  horrible,  of  course,  but  one  April 
day  I  appeared  at  Mr.  Arbuckle's  door  in  New  York, 
a  petitioner  for  lessons.  I  remember  how  kindly  he 
received  me;  how  he  gave  me  courage  at  once  by 
commending  my  poor  attempt  at '  Robin  Adair,'  so 
that  he  could  know  what  I  could  do  and  where  to  be- 
gin with  me.  I  remember  the  next  three  months 
of  his  helpfulness,  his  patience,  his  encouragement,  his 
hopefulness ;  how  he  put  no  limit  to  the '  hour's  lesson' 
we  had  bargained  for,  and  often  entertained  and  helped 
me  a  whole  afternoon,  sometimes  taking  his  comet, 
and,  forgetting  all  the  world  else,  giving  me  his  won- 
derful rendering  of  delightful  airs  and  ballads.     I  re- 


COME,  CHEERFUL  COMPANIONS. 


VrVB   LA  COMPACNIB. 


1.  Come,  cheerful  companions,   u  -  nite  in   our  song.      Here's  to     the  friends  we  love! 

2.  And    first,  the  dear  pa-rents  who  watch  o'er  our  youth,  They    are  the  friends  wa  love! 

3.  Next, think  of  the   ab-sent  to      all    of    us  dear,       They    are  the  friends  we  love! 

4.  And  here's  to  the  good,  and  the  wise,  and  the  true.       They    are  the  friends  we  love ! 


May  boun-ti  -  ful  Heav-en  their  sweet  lives  prolong !      Here's  to   the  friends  we  love! 

And    next  are  the  teachers  who  tell    us    of   truth,      They  are  the  friends  we  love  I 

Oh,  would  they  were  with  us,  we  would  they  were  here !  They  are  the  friends  we  love ! 

Their  beau-ti  -  ful    lives  are  for    me  and  for  you,       They  are  the  friends  we.  love! 


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Here's  to      our       friends !    Here's  to  our      friends !        Here's      to    the  friends  we  love ! 


-member,  too,  his  comical  running  to  the  comer  of  the 
Toom  and  hiding  his  face  when  I  had  my  lesson  poorly, 
and  how  he  would  look  over  his  shoulder  laughing  at 
me  and  shouting :  •  Try  it  again,'  and  when  the  work 
was  done  to  his  satisfaction,  how  proud  and  glad  and 
liappy  he  seemed.  He  was  every  inch  a  gentleman; 
in  every  fibre  a  musician.  He  gave  me  music  arranged 
by  his  own  hand;  he  selected  and  tested  a  comet  for 
me,  and  all  the '  crooks '  and '  mutes '  and  mouthpieces, 
and  every  other  appliance  of  a  comelist's  outfit,  and 
there  was  nothing  he  could  do,  by  instruction  and  ad- 
vice, that  he  left  undone.  *  A  country  girl  of  fourteen, 
alone  in  the  great  city  so  far  as  kindred  were  concerned, 


he  bade  me  welcome  to  his  home.  His  wife  was  almost* 
mother  to  me,  his  daughter  a  friend  indeed.  I  want  to  say 
how  good  he  was,  how  true  to  his  art,  how  kind,  sweet- 
tempered,  big-hearted — a  noble  man  in  every  thing. 

Christopher  North,  a  lover  of  nature,  never  said 
atrueror  awiserthingthanthis,in  his  Soliloquy  on  the 
Seasons : ''  Turn  from  the  oracles  of  man,  still  dim  even 
in  their  clearest  response — to  the  oracles  of  God,  which 
are  never  dark.  Bury  all  your  books  when  you  feel  the 
right  of  skepticism  gathering  around  you;  bury  them 
all,  powerful  though  you  may  have  deemed  their  spell 
to  illuminate  the  unfathomable;  open  your  Bible, 
and  all  the  spiritual  world  will  be  as  bright  as  the  day." 


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59 


TWILIGHT  IS  FALLING. 


A.  S.  Kkxfpbr.    B.  C.  Umssio. 
From  "TxMFLB  Stajl" 


1.  Twi-light    is    steal -ing    O  -  ver    the  sea;  Shad-ows    are  fall  - ing  Dark    on      the   lea; 

2.  Voic  -  es      of  lov'dones!  Songs  of     the  past!  Still  lin  -  ger  round  me,  While  life  shall  last; 

3.  Come  in      the  twi-  light.  Come,  come  to    me  I  Bring-ing  some  mes-sage,  O  -  ver    the  sea. 


M.,  -m.  .(=2. 


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Borne  on  the  night  winds,  Voi  -  ces  of  yore,  Come  from  the  far  -  off  shore. 
Lone  -  ly  I  wan  -  der,  Sad  -  ly  I  roam.  Seek  -  ing  that  far  -  off  home. 
Cheer  -  ing      my  path  -  way.  While   here      I   roam,  Seek  -  mg      that  far   -  off     home. 


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Chorus.  I^       ^    K     N     v  I        .         ^    ^     ^    .        ^••S'. 


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Far      a  •  way    be  -  yond  the  star-  lit  skies,  Where  the  love-  light    nev  -  er,  nev  -  er  dies. 


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THE  LORD'S  PRAYER. 

1.  Our    Fa  •  ther       in    Hea  -  ven,      we    hal  -  low  Thy    name ; 

2.  For  •  give   our     trans-  gres-  sions,    and  teach    us     to      know 


Mis.  S.  J.  Haia, 


May  Thy  Kingdom,  all. 
That    hum-ble    com.- 


10.  ly,        on        earth        be        the        same:        O    give     to 
pas  sion      that       par  •   dons      each        foe :        Save    us    from 

m-  ^  -m.    '-f^     '^.     ^       jm- 


ns     da\  -  ly        «ur- 
temp-ta  -  tion,     front 


portion      of      bread;         It      is  from  Thy    bounty      that       all 
weakness    and       sin;        And  Thine  be     the     glo-ry,      for  -    cv 


must        be         fed. 
er  A  -    MEN. 


6o 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


I 


LOOK  NOT  UPON  THE  WINE. 
^.      M     ^J.    .1-1-  ^J.     Ml      ?>    ffJj 


^ 


3 


1.  Look  not   upon     the  wine  when  it     Is    red    with  -  in     the  cup  I  Stay  not  for  pleasure 

2.  They  say  'tis  pleasant    on  the  lip,     Andmer  -  ry     on    the  brain;  They  say  it  stirs  the 

3.  Its      ros  -  y  light  will  turn  tofire,     Its  cool  -  ness  change  to  thirst;  And, by  itsmirth.up- 

4.  Then  dash  the  brimming  cup  aside,  QuafTnot     its    pur- pie  wine;  Takenot  its  madness 


when  she  fills   Her  tempt  -  ing  beak  -  er    up!       Though  clear  its  depths,  and  rich  its  glow    A 

sluggish  blood,  And  dulls    the  tooth     of   pain.  Ay !  but  with-in     its  glow-  ing  deeps  A 

on     the  brain,  A  sleep  -  less  worm    is  nursed.    There's  not    a   bub-ble     at     the  brim  That 

to      thy    lipy^Let  not       itscuise     be  thine.         'Tis  red  and  rich,  but  grief  and  woe  Are 


J^0-f- 


&}  g-CC-g|S-g — ^^ 


m:gC:Tif-rf^ 


P 


X  x"^ 


=t2=tE 


1 ^^-t 


ad  lib. 


I 


3t=5t: 


:^z: 


-whrzi^ 


spell  of    mad- ness  lurks  below;  Tho'  clear  its  depths  and  rich  itsglow.  There's  madness  lurks  below, 
dead-ly    ser  -  pent  unseen  sleeps ;  Ay !  but  within     its  glowing  deeps  A    dead-ly   ser-pent  sleeps, 
doesnot  car  -  ry  food  to  him ;  There's  not  a  bub  -  ble     at    the  brim  But  car-riesfood  to   him. 
in    those  ro  -  sy  depths  below; 'Tis  red   and  rich,  but  grief  and  woe  Are  in  those  depths  below. 


i 


'l\H--*T-   Z\Tr* 


^ 


'^■^ 


f  c:ci::g'  grfs^rym 


i 


i 


SJt 


•jp^^ly 


IWE 


r 


1 — ^ 


DEAR  FATHER,  DRINK  NO  MORE 

Slow. 


u=u-^m2 


■^—mt- 

1.  Dear  fath-er!  drink  no  more,    I   i-ray,   It  makes  you  look  so    sad,  Come  home,  and  drink  no 

2.  Dear  fath-er!  think  how  sick  you've  been.  What  aches  and  pains  you  know!  Oh!  drink  no  more,  ami 

3.  Dear  falh-er!  think  of  moth  -  er's  tears.  How  oft  and   sad  they  flow.    Oh!  drink  nomore,  thea 

4.  Dear  fath-er!  think  what  would  become  Of   me,  were  you   to    die  I     With -out     a     fath-er 


fr)ii9.  FH-^=m=F=!^ 


§=^ 


^ 


5^ 


U=i?: 


^^ 


H*=-< 


P    U'     U    U' 


r^.N  iuuiiji 


more,  I  say,  'Twill  make  dear  moth-er  glad, 
then  you'll  find  A  home  where'er  you  go. 
will  her  grief  No  long  -  er  rack  her  so. 
friend  or  home,  Be  -  neath  the  chil  -  ly     sky. 


Dear  father,  drink  no  more,  I  pray, 

It  makes  you  look  so  sad, 
Come  home,  and  drink  no  more,  I  say, 

'Twill  make  that  home  so  glad. 

Thus  spake,  in  tenderness,  the  child. 
The  drunkard's  heart  was  moved. 

He  signed  the  pledge ;  he  wept,  he  smiled> 
And  kissed  the  boy  he  loved. 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  ItOME. 


e\ 


SPARKLING  AND  BRIGHT. 


Tbkpbbamcs  S(»& 


— 13 ^7—1 


i 


il:^=ir 


lt=Js 


4  m MizM—^ 


ignt,  Is    th< 


^ 


1.  Sparkling  and  bright, in      its     li  -  quid  light,  Is    the    wa  -  ter      in      our 

2.  Bet-  ter  than  gold    is     the  wa  -  ter  cold,  From  the  ciys  -  tal    foun-tain 

3.  Sor-row  has  fled  from     hearts      that  bled,  Of  the  weep-ing  wife    and 


^ 


1i=^ 


glass 

flow  -    ii^; 

moth  -   er, 

J..  N 


r  :»  u- 


^ 


1     1 


5^ 


m 


i 


^     i^     *^'V 


r=i*^^*i^S^=i^ 


'Twill  give  you  health, 
A       odm  de  -  light, 
They  have  given  up 


^ 


-m w ^S- 


'Twill  give  you  wealth,  Ye  lads  and  ro  -  sy 
both  day  and  night.  To  hap  -  py  homes  be 
the       poi  -  son'd  cup.  Son,     hus  -  band,  daughter. 


lass  -  esl 
itow  -  ing: 
broth    •    er. 


SL^  n  g 


m      %      4 


-r--r-- 


p 


I     I 


I     I 


r^ 


Chorus. 


M 


1       1 


^ 


-^      *l       1 


J       J 


-M     i# 


Oh,     then      re  •  sign  your     ru    •    by    wine.  Each  smil  -  ing     son     and 


m 


^^ 


0 , » 


p 


m. 


ugh  -  ter. 


1^ £ 


r=P 


■M- 


\-i — I — t- 


i.J   JJJ     I.  !,^" 


^3^=* 


There's  noth-ing     so  good 


for  the  youth-  fid  blood.  Or  sweet  as    the  sparkling 

"T-  ^.^ — m — m — m-T^^ — m-^ 


ter. 


jS    g    g    |S 


g  gf^--^ 


¥-^ 


\ — I- 


:tz=ti: 


f=P 


W.  Frak.  IS43. 

-1- 


OLD  HUNDRED. 


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t==i: 


i 


4- 


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s 


*i    -^ 


:2l:=3t 


^ 


:*=^ 


^^ 


I.  Be  Thou,  O  God,  ex  -  alt  -  ed  high.  And  as  thy  glo  -  ly  fiUi 
a.  With  one  con- sent  let  all  the  earth  To  God  their  <£eer- ral  voi  • 
3.    F<»  He's   the  Lord,  su-preme-ly    good;    His   mer  -  cy      is      for-er- 


S—m- 


^ 


i»— r 


i 


the  sky, 
eet  raise; 
er         sure; 


^ 


r 


Doxtlogy.  Praise  God, from  whom  all  Ues-ingt  flow,  Praise  Him,  all    creartnres  here 


low; 


i^^ 


? 


^ 


So  let  it  be  on  earth  dis-played.  Till  Thoa  art  here,  as  there, 
Glad  horn  - 1^  pay  with  aw  -  fal  mirth.  And  sing  be  -  fore  Him  songs 
His  truth,  which  al- ways  firm- I7    stood.       To   end -less     a  -  ges  shall 


^^ 


i 


f#tf^ 


o  -  beyed. 
of  praise, 
en-    dure. 


g 


V^^ 


p^ 


^ 


Praise  Him    a  -  bore,   ye  heavenly     host;     Praise  Fa  -  ther,  Son,  and  Ho  -  ly 


CaosL 


6a  FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME, 

WHAT  IS  HOME? 


Chas.  Swain. 
AiK  FROM  Rossini. 


pn-^  LU^SiB^^i  J  j  I  j  jj 


^s 


1.  Home's  not  mere  -  ly 

2.  Home's  not  mere  -  ly 

-m — m- 


four  square  walls,  Though  with  pic  -  tures    hung   and   gild  -  ed ; 
roof     and    room,  Needs    it    some-thing      to      en  -  dear     it ; 

-V- 


I 


s: 


T 


j-Jls^/i^-1  j  ij    jJj 


t=t 


hath  build  -  ed. 
to     cheer     it 


m 


Home     is   where    af   -     fee    -    tion    calls — Filled  with  shrines  the     heart 
Home     is   where  the         heart    can  bloom;  Where  there's  some  kind     lip 

I*      I*      I*    .    I* |C_ 


g  C  C  fljg-i^    g    r 


& 


f 


^=U=^^U 


^ 


^ 


Home! 
What 


— go,  watch  the    faith  -  ful    dove, 
is    home  with    none     to    meet? 


Sail  -  ing  'neath    the    heaven 
None     to       wel  -  come — none 


a   -  bove      us; 
to      greet      us  ? 


f  F  F  I'lF  [■  F  fi 


j  j  I  /^<r3^P 


5=1^ 


m 


Home 
Home 


is  where  there's    one      to      love, 
is  sweet — and       on  -   ly      sweat- 


Home     is  where  there's  one 
; — Where  there's  one  we      love 


to      love     us. 
to     meet    us. 


i 


*         g 


W^ 


fHiip 


^ 


5=^-d  I  3  ^ 


Home 
Home 


is   where   there's    one      to    love, 
is    sweet — and        on  -    ly    sweet- 


^; 


^ri 


Home     is  where  there's  one      to    love     us. 
Where  there's  one   we      love,    to    meet    us. 

JL 


m 


THE  CHAPEL 


Words  by  Umland. 


J  J|J  J|J  j|J  «|J  J|J  J\<]  J|J  .4 


all  the  plain ; 
chap  -  el  bell ; 
there  they  bring; 


r  r 

1.  See      yon  chap 

2.  Sad  -    ly   chants  the    choir 

3.  Those  who  once  had  smiled 


r  r  rr 

el        on     the    hill. 


long; 

joy, 


Calm  it  looks  o'er 
Sad  -  ly  sounds  the 
To     the      bur  -  ial 


^L^iJ  JiJ 


S 


,    .  -   -  r  rr 

Sings  the    shep  -  herd  boy  his   strain. 

And      he      lis  -  tens     in  the  dell. 

O'er    thee    too    they    yet  will  sing. 


Cheer  -  ful 
Hush'd  is 
Shep  •  herd 


X 

now 
boy! 


I 

the 
Oh, 


mead  and  rill, 
shep-herd's  song, 
shep -herd  boy! 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME.  6 J 

THE  ROSY  CROWN.  cm.vonwk»br. 


^5.^J4J:/;6gg 


1.  A      ro  -   sy  crown  we  twine  for  thee,  Of  Flo  -   ra's   rich -est      treas 

2.  The  myr  -  tie,  thyme,  and  eg  <■  Ian  -  tine,  One  blend  -  ed  wreath  dis  -  clo 


ure,    we 
ses;   And 


^ej^^jg^f:  %f\\i 


isii 


^ 


J5J3J  j|J^J^J^Jjir4Pjiy.^.4^dji^ 


lead  thee  forth  to  dance  and  glee.  To  mirth  and  youthful  pleas     -     ure.  I    Take  O    take    the 
bid   their  frangrant  breath  combine  With  these  em-blushing  ro    -    ses.  \  ' 


J^JJr^JjjS^ 


m 


ro  -  sy,  the  ro-  sy        crown, 


^m 


Take,    O    take    the    ro    -     sy,  the  ro  -  sy  crown. 


L      U 


ife 


:^K 


:tz=^ 


U=^ 


We  bade  the  fairest  flowers  that  grow. 
Their  varied  tribute  render. 

To  shine  above  that  brow  of  snow, 
In  all  their  sunny  splendor. 
Take,  O  take,  etc. 


Then  deign  to  wear  the  wreath  we  twine» 
Thy  beauteous  ringlets  shading ; 
And  be  its  charms  a  type  of  thine, 
In  all  except  their  fading. 
Take,  O  take,  etc. 


THREE  CHILDREN  SLIDING. 


A.  D.  1633:. 


lU-^l-iX-^.-^4-7^  ^  ^A-\M 


*?^ 


Not  too  Fast.   ^  -0^-  ^       ^        ^^—^ 

1.  Three  child  -  ren    slid-  ing  on        the     ice,     All  on       a  sum-me'r's    day,       As 

2.  Now     had    these  chil  -  dren  been      at  home,  Or  slid  -  ing  on      dry     ground.  Ten 

3.  You       pa  -  rents    all      that  chil  -  dren  have.  And  you,   too,  that     have    none,       If 


gg 


i 


c  f  i-y:  1?  ^=^ 


M^ 


I*     y — r-^^r — 


•^ 


^^^=:^ 


9 3 «L 


^ 


rit. 


m 


^m 


it        fell      out  they      all        fell      in.        The        rest      they     ran         a    •   way 

thous  -  and    pounds        to       pen    -    oy       one,       They       had      not        all      been    drown'd 
you    would  have        them    safe        a  -  broad,      Pray      keep    them     safe        at    home. 


^ 


-w !• 1* 1- 


^^ 


*  Grace  notes  in  Chorus  are  the  original  music  in  opera  of  "Der  Freischutz,"  from  which  Jtus  ts  taKea* 


64 


FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR    SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


EmiCATTOW. — When  a  boy  I  was  very  fond  of  mu- 
cic,  and  am  so  now ;  and  it  so  happened  that  I  had  the 
opportunity  of  hearing  much  good  music.  Among 
other  things  I  had  abundant  opportunities  of  hearing 
that  great  old  master,  Sebastian  Bach.  I  remember 
perfectly  well — though  I  knew  nothing  about  music 
then,  and,  I  may  add,  know  nothing  whatever  about 
it  now — ^the  intense  satisfaction  and  delight  which  I 
had  in  listening  by  the  hour  together  to  Bach's  fugues. 
It  is  a  pleasure  which  remains  with  me,  I  am  glad  to 
think,  but  of  late  years  I  have  tried  to  find  out  the  why 
and  wherefore,  and  it  has  often  occurred  to  me  that  the 
pleasure  in  musical  compositions  of  this  kind  is  essen- 
tially of  the  same  nature  as  that  which  is  derived  from 
pursuits  which  are  commonly  regarded  as  purely  intel- 


lectual. I  mean  that  the  source  of  pleasure  is  exactly 
the  same  as  in  most  of  my  problems  in  morphology — 
that  you  have  the  theme  in  one  of  the  old  master's 
works  followed  out  in  all  its  endless  variations,  always 
appearingand always remindingyou of  unity  in  variety. 
So  in  painting;  what  is  called  truth  to  nature  is  the 
uitellectual  element  coming  in,  and  truth  to  nature  de- 
pends entirely  upon  the  intellectual  culture  of  the  per- 
son to  whom  art  is  addressed.  If  you  are  in  Austra- 
lia, you  may  get  the  credit  for  being  a  good  artist — I 
mean  among  the  natives — if  you  can  draw  a  kangaroo 
after  a  fashion.  But  among  men  of  higher  civilization 
the  intellectual  knowledge  we  possess  brings  its  criti- 
cism into  our  appreciation  of  works  of  art,  and  we  are 
obliged  to  satisfy  it  as  well  as  the  mere  sense  of  beauty 


COME,  OH,  COME  WITH   ME 


Italian  Mbloot. 


1.  Come,     O    come  with    me,        the      moon      is      beam  -  ing, 

2.  My    skiff       is     by     the  shore,      she's     light    and  free. 


Come,     O   come  with 
To  ply  the   feathered 


S 


SrigiH? 


^s 


n^^  ' 


gleam -ing;  All        a -round,  a  -  bove, 
me ;  And  while  we  glide   a  -  long, 


S^ 


with        beau    -    ty 
o'er  the  dark       blue 

m  r  ,^ m 


w-    w. 


^ 


^     yi 


l^^^^-^ 


:P^ 


Fine. 


^=f=^ 


^ 


^^ 


"<:   g    t 


f5t" 


teem 
sea. 


ing;    Moon  -  light 
We'll  sing  our 


hours    have       joys      for        me. 
sweet  -  est  mel  -    o    -     dy. 


^? 


^5U 


Tra      la      la  '^  la 
Tra      la     la     la 


I 


r^T=^ 


r=m 


i 


V     r^ 


>    ft  te 


^^ 


,r>.c. 


m 


3^=»«= 


la         la,     Tra     la    la     la      la 


*    J    J-i 


-^^0h- 


)a        la 


la        la 


la 


la        la 


la. 


fefr-f    ft^-? 


m 


f=^ 


^ 


f 


in  color  and  in  outline.  And  so  the  higher  the  culture 
and  information  of  those  whom  art  addresses,  the  more 
exact  and  precise  must  be  what  we  call  its  "  truth  to 
nature."  If  we  turn  to  literature  the  same  thing  is 
true,  and  you  find  works  of  literature  which  may  be 
said  to  be  pure  art.  A  little  song  of  Shakespeare  or 
of  Goethe  is  pure  art,  although  its  intellectual  content 
may  be  nothing.  A  series  of  pictures  is  made  to  pass 
before  your  minds  by  the  meaning  of  words,  and  the 
effect  is  a  melody  of  ideas.  And  if  you  will  let  me 
for  a  moment  speak  of  the  very  highest  forms  of  litera- 
ture, do  we  not  regard  them  as  highest  simply  because 
the  more  we  know  the  truer  they  seem,  and  the  more 
competent  we  are  to  appreciate  beauty  the  more  beau- 
tiful they  are  ?    No  man  ever  understands  Shakespeare 


until  he  is  old,  though  the  youngest  may  admire  him; 
the  reason  being  that  he  satisfies  the  artistic  instinct  of 
the  youngest  and  harmonizes  with  the  ripest  and  rich- 
est experience  of  the  oldest.  It  is  not  a  question 
whether  one  order  of  study  or  another  should  pre- 
dominate, but  rather  of  what  topics  of  education  you 
shall  select,  combining  all  the  needful  elements  in  such 
due  propoiiion  as  to  give  the  greatest  amount  of  food 
and  support  and  encouragement  to  those  faculties  which 
enable  us  to  appreciate  truth,  and  to  profit  by  those 
sources  of  innocent  happiness  which  are  open  to  us, 
and  at  the  same  time  to  avoid  that  which  is  bad  and 
coarse  and  ugly,  and  to  keep  clear  of  the  multitude  of 
pitfalls  and  dangers  which  beset  those  who  break 
through  the  natural  or  moral  laws. —  TAos.  H.  Huxley. 


FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME.  6j 

LISTEN  TO  THE  MOCKING  BIRD.  auc.  hawthokh.. 

Moderato. 


1.  I'm  dreaming  now  of    Hal  -  lie, 

2.  Ah !    well    I  yet   re  -  mem-ber, 

3.  When  the  charms  of  spring  awaken, 


sweet  Hal -lie,  sweet  Hal -lie,  I'm  dreaming  now  of 
re  -  member,  re  -  mem-ber,  Ah!  well  I  yet  re- 
a    -    wak  -  en,       a  -  waken,  When  the  charms  of  spring  a- 


J=!rzj: 


S 


^^1^ 


S 


:p_p    m    W- 


:i:-H-=-^ 


-\ — Tig-: 


Hal  -  lie,        For  the  thought  of  her  is    one  that  nev  -  er     dies ;     She's  sleep  -  mg  in      the 
mem-ber,        When  we  gathered  in   the   cot -ton  side  by    side;     'Twas  in      the  mild   Sep  ■ 
•wak  -  en.        And  the  mocking  bird  is  sing  -  ing  on  the  bough,       I      feel    like  one    for 


val  -  ley, 
tem  -  ber, 
sak  -  en. 


the  val  -  ley, 
Sep  -  tern -ber, 
for   -  sak  -  en, 


r 

the      val  -  ley,  She's  sleeping  in  the      val  -  ley.  And  the 

Sep  -  tem  -  ber,  'Twas  in  the  mild  Sep  -  tem  -  ber.  And  the 

for  -  sak-  en,  I      feel  like  one  for  -  sak  -   en,  Since  my 


mocking  bird  is  singing  where  she  lies, 
mocking  bird  was  singing  far  and  wide. 
Hal  -  lie    is     no    longer  with  me    now. 


Listen  to  the  mocking  bird. 
Listen  to  the  mocking  bird. 
Listen   to   the  mocking  bird. 


Listen  to  the 
Listen  to  the 
Listen  to  the 


•'— **— ^— *- 
mock -ing    bird,       The    mock -ing    bird  still  sing -ing  o'er  her  grave;        Lis -ten  to    the 


^^#^^^^f^T^^ia 


h     h     IN 


k  k   i"*  -^-  -^ 

mocking  bird.    Listen  to  the  mocking  bird,    Still  singing  where  the  weeping  willows  wave. 


lSE?E?3Eg3 


=t^ 


-^»'->-»» 


(€-«-«-T^— * 


-p  .-r  -^  -g: 


^~i — r2- 


^ 


FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


CHILD  OF  EARTH. 


^i 


^ 


■S  1'^ 


Ckas.  E.  Hoxn. 


■m. 


:iil=it 


^ 


Alltgro  con  aninta.        ^ 

1.  Child     of        earth  with  the    gold  -   en       hair,        Thy  soul's    too     pure      and    thy 

2.  I'll         rob     of  its  sweets  the    Hon   -    ey       bee,  I'll    crush     the     wine    from  the 

I* 


^S 


(ES 


fe* 


eb 


^ 


i 


^£ 


P^3  J..LIJ  ;;;'j'iii  j 


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face      too       fair,      To      dwell    with    the      crea  -  tures    of       mor  -  tal    mould,  Whose 
cow  -  slip      tree,      I'll       pull       thee  b«c  -   ries,   I'll      heap      thy      bed       Of 


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lips      are    warm      as    their  hearts    are      cold.     Roam,    roam  to    our    fai  -  ry     home, 
down  •  y      moss      and  the     pop  -  pies      red.     Roam,    roam  to    our    fai  -  ry    home. 


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child    of  earth  with  the  gold  -  en    hair.    Thou    shalt  dance  with  the    fai  -   ry  queen  Thro' 
Child    of  earth  with  the  gold  -  en    hair.      Dim    sleep  shall  woo  thee,  dar  -  ling  boy.  In  her 


sum  -  mer  nights  on  the   moon  -  lit    green,  To      mu  -   sic      mur  -  mur-ing     sweet  -  er 
mild  -  est  mood,  with      dreams  of      joy.   And  when  with  the  morn   -   ing     ends    her 


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far  Than    ev    -      er        was    heard    'neath    the     mom   -  ing  star, 

reign,         Pleas -ure        shall      bid      thee        wel     -    -     come        a      •       gain* 


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MERRILY  EVERY  BOSOM  BOUNDETH. 


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2.  Wea-ri  •  ly    ev 

3.  Cheer-i  -  ly,  then, 

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'ry  bo  -  som  bound-eth.     Met-  ri 
'ry  bo  -  som  sigh  -  eth,*  Wea  -  ri 
from  hill  and  val  -  ley,     Cheer -i -ly,    oh! 

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mer  -  ri  -  ly, 
wea-ri  -  ly, 
cheer  -  i  -  ly. 


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Where  the  song  of  Free-dom  sound -eth,  Mer-ri-ly,  oh! 
When  the  dove  of  Peace,  it  fli  -  eth,  Wea-  ri  -  ly,  oh ! 
As        when  lake  and  zephyr    dal  -    ly,    Cheer-i  -  ly,    oh! 


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mer-ri  -  ly,  ohl 
wea-ri  -  ly,  oh! 
cheer-i  -  ly,     oh! 


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Therethegatheringsmilesof  Peace  are  beaming,  Where  the  star- ry  flag  is  gai   -    ly  streaming. 
There    no  cheerful  songs  of  Free-dom  greeting.  Childhood's  happy  smile  how  quickly  fleet-ing, 
While  the  children  shout  in  gladsome  manner  Where  they  wave  the  nation's  star- ry    ban-ner. 


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Ev  -  e  -  ry    joy     the  land    re-sonnd -  eth,  Mer-ri  -  ly,  oh! 

Ev-e  -  ry   flow  -  er    of      hfe  then   dieth,  Wea-ri  -  ly,  oh! 

Round  the  flag     of  Free  -  dom  ral   -    ly,  Cheer-i-   ly,  oh! 


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The  very  worst  specimens  of  musical  incompetency 
which  may  be  heard  in  drawing-rooms  are  due  to  the 
want  of  perception  and  the  vanity  of  those  who  ex- 
hibit them.  ^  There  are  many  men  and  women  who 
might  sing  or  play  agreeably  if  they  would  confine 
themselves  to  things  within  their  powers;  but  vault- 
ing ambition  carries  them  pell-mell  into  the  dangers  of 
difficult  music  which  can  only  be  encountered  success- 
fully after  years  of  study  and  practice,  and  makes  of 
the  struggles,  which,  it  is  to  be  hoped,  are  more  pain- 
ful to  their  hearers  than  themselves,  a  terrible  warning. 
When  one  has  been  present  at  one  or  two  performances 


of  this  kind,  he  can  understand  the  feelings  of  a  pto« 
fessor  of  music  who  was  gifted  with  a  very  lender  con- 
science besides  a  great  talent,  and,  being  asked  ttie 
reason  of  an  unusual  fit  of  gloom,  replied :  <<  Well  I  am 
just  thinking  whether  I  ought  to  go  on  teaching  these 
amateurs.  They  come  and  learn,  but  they  understand 
nothing ;  and  they  mostly  have  voices  not  unlike  little 
cats."  No  less  dreadful  than  the  amateur  who  has  no 
talent  for  music  is  he  who  has  a  good  deal  of  talent  and 
so  much  enthusiasm  that  his  mind  is  incapable  of  tak- 
ing thought  for  anything  else  that  is  excellent  For 
him  the  big  world  has  nothing  at  all  outside  of  moac. 


MILL  MAY. 

Rapidly. 


"  First  Steps  in  Music" 
Per.  IvisoB,  BUlceman,  Taylor  &•  Co* 


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The  straw- ber-ries  grow  in  the  mowing.  Mill  May,  And  the  bob  -  o  -  link  sings  on  the 
Come,  come  ere  the  sea  -  son  is  o  -  ver.  Mill  May,  To  the  fields  where  the  strawberries 
The  sun   slant -ing     un  -  der  your  bon-net.  Mill  May,  Will  soon  bring  a  soft  glow  to  you» 


tree;  On  the  knolls  the  red  clo  -  ver  is  grow- ing.  Mill  May ;  TSea, 
grow;  While  the  thick  -  grow  -  ing  stems  and  the  clo  -  ver.  Mill  May,  ShalT 
fece;  And  your      lip —  the     straw  -  bcr  -  ries     leave    on       it.      Mill  May,     A 


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Chorxjs. 


come  to   the  meadow  with      me.  Yes,  come,  the  ripe  clusters  a-mong  the  thick  grass.  Well 

meet  ns  wher-ev  -  er   we        go.  Yes,  come,  the  ripe  clusters  a-mong  the  thick  grass.  We'll 

tint    that  the  sea-shell  would  grace.      Yes,  come,  the  ripe  clusters  a-mongthe  thick  grass.  Well 


pick  in  the  mowing.  Mill  May,  Mill  Maj;  Andthe  long  afternoon  to-gether  we'll  pass,Wbere  the 


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do  -ver    is  growing,  Mill  May,  Mill  May ;  Where  the  clover  is  growing.  Mill       May. 


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OLD  FAMILIAR  PLACE. 


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C  W.  Glotbu 


1.  We  may  rove  the  wide  world  o'er,  But  we  ne'er  shall  find  a  trace    Of  the  home  we  loved  of 

2.  We  may  sail    o'er  ev  -  ery  sea.    But  we  still  shall  fail  to  find     An  -  y     spot    so  dear  to 


yore,  Of  the  old    fa  -  mil- iar  place;  Other  scenes  may  be  as  bright.  But  we  miss, 'neath  alien 
be       As   the  one  we    left  be  -  hind ;  Words  of  comfort  we  may  hear.  But  they  can -not  touch  the 


i^^^T-l 1 1     .   .  


skies,  Both  the  welcome  and  the  light    Of  the    old,  kind,  loving  eyes.  Home  is  home,  of  this  be- 
heart.  Like  the  tones  to  memory  dear.  Of  the  friends  from  whom  we  part.  Home  is  home,  the  wanderer 


reft,  Mem'ry  loves  a  -  gain  to  trace  All  the  forms  of  those  we  left       In  the  old  fa -mil-iar  place, 
longs  All  the  scenes  ofyouth  to  trace.  And  to  hear  the  old  home  songs  In  the  old  fa -mil-iar  place. 


^J5>>- AS  A  LITTLE  CHILD. 


Moderate, 


C.  M.  Von  Wkbsk. 


t.     As 

2.  So 

3.  Qui 


X  lit  •  tie  child  re  -  lies  On  a  care  be  -  yond  its  own, 
let  me,  a  child,  re  -.  ceive  What  to  -  day  Thou  shalt  pro  -  vide, 
et.    Lord,    my      fro  -  ward      heart.      Make    me      lov  -  ing,   meek  and    mild; 


fro 


Knows  be  •  neath  its       fa  -  ther's     eyes  It      is       nev   -  er 

Calm  -  ly        to    Thy  wis  -  dom      leave     What   to  -    mor   -  row 

Up  •  right,  sim  -  pie,  free     from        art.       Make  me     as         a 


left     a    •      lone,- 

may    be     -    tide. 

lit  .  tie        child. 


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KATHLEEN   MAVOURNEEN. 


F.  W.  N.  Crouch. 


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Andante.  ^ 

1.  Kath  -leen  Mavourneen,  the  grey  dawn  is  break  -  ing       The  horn     of    the   hun  -  ter         is 

2.  Kath  -  leerv  Mavourneen,    a- wake  from  thy  slum- bers;    The  blue  mountains  glow  in         the 


Small  notes  to  be  sung  to  the  2nd  verse. 


p^i^^  i  i\-:.  J  ■  Jifg-fgf 


heard      on  the  hill;  The  lark  from  her  light  wing  the  bright       dew  is  shak        -        ing; 
golden   light;  Ah!  where  is  the  spell  that  once  hung         on  my  num  -  bers?    A  - 


j; 


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Kathleen 
rise    in 


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Ma  -  vour  -  neen,     what!  slum    -    b'ring     still?  Kath 

thy    beau  -  ty,  thou    star       of      my    night;       A    -  rise 


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«■<»»  amort  affette. 


taffette.    \       S,  >       \—^    , 


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voumeen,      what !     slum       -         b'ring        still !      Or      hast      thou  for  -  got  -  ten       how 
beau-ty,       thou        star  of     my    night!     Ma-  vour  -  neen,  Ma  -  vour  -  neen,   my 


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soon         we  must    sev-er?    Oh!   hast      thou  lor  -  got  -  ten        this      day 
sad  tears  are      falling,      To    think    that  from     £  -  rin        and      thee 


we     must 
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may  be      for  -  ev  -  er;  Then    why  art  thou  si  -  lent,   Kathleen    Mavoumeen? 


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NOW  THANK  WE  ALL  OUR  GOD. 

[NUN  DANKET  ALLE  GOTT.] 


Martin  Rinkart,  1644. 
C.  WiNKVvoRTH,  Tr.  1858.    J.  Cragbr. 


1.  Now  thank  we       all    our      God, 

2.  O       may  this    bounteous      God, 

3.  All  praise  and  thanks    to       God, 


With  heart  and 
Through  all  our 
The      Fa    -  ther. 


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hands  and 
life  be 
now    be 

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Who    wondrous    things  hath  done.  In  whom  His 

With     ev  -  er      joy    -  ful    hearts.  And  bless  -  ed 

The    Son    and    Him    who  reigns.  With  them     in 

» — m—^-m 


earth  re    •     joi 
peace  to  cheer 

high  -  est         Heav 


ces: 
us, 
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Who      from      our       moth  -  ers'       arms 
And      keep      us         in  His      grace 

The       one        e    -     ter    •    nal      God, 


Hath    blessed     us  01 

And      guide        us         when    per 

Whom  earth        and      Heav  -  en 


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With    count  -  less        gifts 
And      free        us  from 

For       thus        it  was, 


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of       love,        And         still       is  ours      to    -    day. 

all        ills,  In  this      world     and      the        next, 

is        now.        And         shall    be  ev    -    er    -    morel 


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In  his  very  valuable  work  upon  the  authorship  and 
history  of  English  hymns,  Rev.  Samuel  W.  DufHeld 
makes  special  mention  of  no  less  than  one  hundred 
and  fifteen  hymns  and  metrical  versions  of  psalms  by 
Isaac  Watts.  This  voluminous  hymn-writer  came  of 
sturdy  stock.  He  was  the  grandson  of  Thomas  Watts, 
%  naval  officer,  who  blew  up  his  ship  during  the  Dutch 
War  in  1656,  perishing  with  all  on  board.  His  father, 
Isaac  Watts,  inherited  the  family  traits  of  courage  and 
resolute  purpose.  He  was  a  deacon  in  a  Gingrega- 
tional  Church  at  Southampton,  in  what  were  stormy 
days  for  the  nonconformists.  During  this  time  of  agita- 
tion his  son  Isaac,  the  oldest  of  nine  children,  was  bom 
July  17,  1674.  The  deacon  and  his  pastor  were  im- 
prisoned for  nonconformity,  and  the  child,  then  a  babe 


at  the  breast,  was  often  taken  by  hb  mother  to  the  jail 
door,  where  she  was  accustomed  to  sit  upon  a  stone  near 
the  entrance,  with  him  in  her  arms.  In  1683,  his  father 
was  again  imprisoned  for  six  months  for  the  old  offence, 
and  on  his  release  was  forced  to  "  live  privately  in 
London  for  two  years."  Meanwhile  Isaac  had  gone 
on  with  his  studies.  About  this  time  he  had  the  op- 
portunity of  a  free  education  if  he  would  give  up  non- 
conformity but,  being  a  staunch  little  Dissenter,  he  de- 
clined the  offer,  and  went  to  London  where  he  continued 
his  studies  under  Mr.  Thomas  Rowe  until  1694.  Here 
he  became  attached  to  Miss  Elizabeth  Singer  and  pro- 
posed marriage,  which  she  declined.  This  lady  after- 
wards married  his  instructor,  Mr.  Rowe.  He  always 
remained  a  bachelor.  His  earliest  hymn  was  occasioned 


JOY  TO  THE  WORLD. 


^^^^fc^ 


Isaac  Watts,  1709. 
G.  F.  Hanobl.   "Antioch.' 


1.  Joy        to       the   world,    the   Lord     is      come!     Let  earth      re-  ceive     her  King;      Let 

2,  Joy        to       the  world,    the    Sav  -  iour    reigns.     Let   men    their   songs    em  -  ploy ;  While 


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ev    -    'ry 
fields    and 


heart       pre  -  pare    Him 
floods — rocks,  hills   and 


room.    And  Heav'n  and  nature  sing, 
plains    Re  -  peat  the  sounding     joy, 


And 
Re- 


^  r  ir-g-e=g: 

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^...  » 


And  Heav'n  an( 


\.nd  Heav'n  and    na  -  ture 
Re    -    peat    the    sounding 


sing, 
joy. 


Heav'n  and  na  -  ture  sing, 
peat  the  sounding     joy, 

sing,  .        . 

joy,         •  . 


And     Heav'n   and     na  -  ture 
Re   -   peat         the  sound  -  ing 


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joy. 


And  Heav'n  and    na  -  ture 
Re    •    peat  the  sounding 

3- 
No  more  let  sin  and  sorrow  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 
He  comes  to  make  His  blessings  flow 

Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 


sing, 
joy. 


He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace. 
And  makes  the  nations  prove 

The  glories  of  His  righteousness. 
And  wonders  of  His  love. 


by  8  dislike  of  the  verses  sung  in  the  meeting-house  at 
Southampton.  In  1696,  he  became  tutor  in  a  family 
at  Newington.  Here,  for  the  children,  he  wrote  of  the 
** little  busy  bee,"  "the  dogs  that  delight  to  bark  and 
bite,"  "the  voice  of  the  sluggard,"  as  well  as  that  best  of 
cradle-songs,  "  Hush,  my  dear,  lie  still  and  slumber." 
It  was  at  this  time  that  he  wrote  the  "  Divine  and  Moral 
Songs."  He  entered  the  ministry  in  1698,  preaching 
his  first  sermon  at  Mark  Lane,  London,  but  physical 
infirmity  interfered  much  with  this  work.  In  I7r3, 
after  one  of  his  distressing  attacks  of  fever  and  neural- 
gia. Sir  Thomas  Abney  took  him  to  his  own  home. 
Long  afterwards  he  said  to  Lady  Huntingdon :  "  This 
day  thirty  years  I  came  hither  to  the  house  of  my  good 


friend,  Sir  Thomas  Abney,  intending  to  spend  but  one 
single  week  under  his  friendly  roof,  and  I  have  ex- 
tended my  visit  to  the  length  of  exactly  thirty  years." 
He  published  his  hymns  and  psalms  from  time  to  time, 
in  book  form,  and  so  widely  known  are  many  of  them 
in  the  Christian  Church  that  they  are  to  be  found  in 
almost  every  hymn  book.  He  died  Nov.  25,  1748, 
at  the  age  of  seventy-five.  In  person  Dr.  Watts  was 
of  spare  habit,  and  hardly  more  than  five  feet  in  stature, 
so  that  he  was  known  as  "  the  little  doctor."  He  was  an 
able  writer  and  a  good  speaker,  with  an  unusually  fine 
voice.  If  it  be  a  greater  thing  to  write  a  noble  hymn, 
that  is  sung  throughout  the  world,  than  to  rule  a  nation 
wisely,  then  is  he  one  of  the  world's  great  benefactns! 


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TnOM  the  time  when  medical  knowledge  was  first 
embodied  in  rules  of  practice,  and  probably  from  a 
much  earlier  period,  music  has  held  a  recognized  place 
in  the  treatment  of  disease.  In  no  class  of  diseases, 
however,  are  we  likely  to  derive  so  much  benefit  from 
the  use  of  so  pleasant  a  remedy  as  in  those  affecting 
the  mind  itself.  In  melancholia  and  allied  states  of 
depression  its  value  is  generally  admitted  in  oiu'  own 
day.  Ancient  practitioners  were  also  cognizant  of  its 
usefulness  in  this  respect.  We  must  all  have  felt  how 
suitable  is  its  infinite  variety  and  facility  of  expression 
to  the  changing  moods  of  the  sane,  and  it  is  therefore 
the  less  difficult  to  understand  how  straying  minds  are 
pleased  and  settled  by  its  charm.  Certain  it  is  that  its 
beneficial  effect  is  in  this  case  considerable,  and  our 


readers,  though  possibly  unable  to  acquire  a  knowledge 
of  the  art,  should  at  least  possess,  and,  if  needful,  assert 
in  practice,  a  sense  of  its  therapeutic  value. — Lancet. 
The  poets  and  sages  are  no  more  agreed  in  their 
answers  to  the  question,  "  What  is  music?"  than  they 
were,  and  are,  on  Pilate's  pathetic  question, "  What  is 
truth  ?"  or  on  that  which  has  been  asked  almost  as 
frequently, "  What  is  time  ?  "  Plato,  with  godlike  calm, 
says,  "  The  whole  universe  is  music,  for  everything 
in  it  is  order  and  harmony."  Fuller  holds  that  music 
is  the  poetry  of  sounds,  as  poetry  is  the  music  of  words. 
According  to  Wagner's  theory,  it  is  the  art  of  singing 
words,  and  of  speaking  in  sounds  which  express  that 
which  is  otherwise  inexpressible.  Schopenhauer's  defi- 
nition is  unique:  "  Music  is  arithmetic  come  to  life.* 


SHOUT  THE  GLAD  TIDINGS. 

_jli    I   1  _        .1    iji  I -J  I.  ^ 


W.  A.  MUHLSNBUKG,  18*3. 


Chorus. 

Shout  the  glad  tidings,  ex  -  ult-ing  -  ly    sing, 


Je  -  ru  -  salem  triumphs,  Messi  -  ah  is  King ! 


1.  Si  -  on  the  marvelous     sto  -  ry   be    telling.  The  Son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  His  birth !    The 

2.  Tell  how  He  cometh ;  from  nation  to  nation,  The  heart-cheering  news  let  the  earth  echo  round :  How 

3.  Mortals,  your  homage  be  grate- ful-ly  bringing,  And  sweet  let  the  gladsome  Hosanna  a  -  rise;      Ye 


brightest  archangel  in  glo  -  ry  ex  -  celling.  He  stoops  to  redeem  thee,  He  reigns  upon  earth : 
free  to  the  faithful  He  of-fers  sal- vation;  His  people  with  joy  ever  -  last  -  ing  are  crowned: 
an  -  gels,  the  full  Alle  -  lu  -  ia  be  singing;  One  chorus  resound  thro'  the  earth  and  the    skies : 


^ 


si   -   ah      is    King,    Mes  -  si  -   ah      is    King,     Mes  -  si  -   ah      is    King.      A  -  men. 

-f-  -r  -r  -^    -^.f-  ^  -r  -^    -f  -^  -^  -^    _ .  -^. 


fes . 


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An  Old  Singer. — It  is  in  his  translation  of  the 
Gospel  of  St.  John,  completed  A.  D.  735,  that  the  ven- 
erable Bede  appears  to  us  a.s  the  first  writer  of  English 
vernacular  prose.  The  story  of  the  writing  of  this  first 
prose  l)ook  in  the  English  language,  as  related  by  Cuth- 
bert,  one  of  Bede's  pupils,  is  full  of  pathetic  interest: 
As  the  season  of  Easter  was  drawing  near,  the  zealous 
scholar  and  teacher  began  to  feel  symptoms  of  approach- 
ing death.  But  he  continued  faithfully  the  performance 
of  his  daily  duties,  and  suffered  nothing  to  distract  his 
attention  from  his  accustomed  labor  or  to  abate  his 
usual  cheerfulness  and  good  humor.  Now  and  then, 
while  in  the  midst  of  his  labors,  with  his  pupils  all 


around  him,  he  would  sing  some  verses  of  an  EngllMi 
song — "  rude  rhymes  that  told  how  before  the  need- 
fare,  Death's  stern  *  must  go,'  none  can  enough  be- 
think him  what  is  to  be  his  doom  for  good  or  ill.  We 
never  read  without  weeping,"  writes  Cuthbert.  And 
so  the  anxious  days  passed,  and  Ascension  week  drew 
near,  and  both  master  and  pupils  toiled  with  increased 
zeal  to  finish,  if  possible,  the  work  in  hand — the  trans- 
lation of  St.  John's  Gospel.  "  Learn  with  what  speed 
you  may,"  said  the  dying  man ;  "  for  I  know  not  how 
long  I  may  last.  I  do  noi  want  my  scholars  to  read  a 
lie  or  to  work  to  no  purpose  when  I  am  gone."  The 
last  day  came,  and  his  pupils  stood  around  him.  "There 


MARCHING  SONG. 


From  the  German. 


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I        -♦-•  *  -m- 

drum,  dum  di  dumi 

bright,  dum  di  dum  I 

free,    dum  di  dum! 


1 .  March  on,  March  on,    our    way       a  -  long.  While   gal   -    ly  beats    the 

2.  March  on,  March  on,     my    comrades  brave.  With     mus  -  kets  flash  -  ing 

3.  March  on,  March  on,     our  steps     are  light.  Our      hearts  from  fear     are 

^0.0' I*     I* 


^ 


W ^ — 5 — I 


mjt 


^^E* 


BH 


f 


f 


i 


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-4-*—^ 


^-& 


^^^ 


n^^ 


^m- 


*s=iS 


i — 0>'  ^    S 

come,  dum  di  dum! 
light,  dum  di  dum ! 
ty,     dum  di   dum! 


With  stead  -  y  tramp  and  ring  - 
The   stars     and  stripes  a  -  bove 
For    free  -  dom's  sa  -  cred  cause 


ing  song  The  way  will  short  be  - 
us  wave,  And  flaunt  the  mom -ing 
we  fight,  For        law      and  li  -   her 


h^^rM'if[rFir'bn'iFbuii 


^^=^^ 


rrf 


Tra  la    la    la    la  dum !  Tra  la    la     la    la  dum !  La  la   la    la    la    la    la,   dum  di  dum ! 


^ 


^.fc^-^ 


I 


i,  y  i,  \,   — »  ri      ly-P-t- 


W^=* 


i 


^IJ-3j    ^^IJ:P 


With  stead  -  y  tramp  and  ring 


ing  song  The    way      will  short  be  -  come,  dum 


^     0 
di  dmn! 


^     I    H — ^ 


i^—^ ^ r^ 


s—s 


e 


PF 


f 


Js  still  one  chapter  wanting,"  said  the  scribe,  seeing  the 
master's  increased  weakness.  "  It  is  easily  done,"  said 
Bede ;  "  take  thy  jJen  and  viTite  quickly."  They  wrote 
until  eventide  drew  on.  Then  the  scribe  spoke  again : 
**  There  is  yet  but  one  sentence  to  be  written,  dear 
master."  "Write it  quickly,"  was  the  response  of  the 
dying  man.  "It  is  finished  now,"  at  length  said  the 
youth.  "Thou  hast  well  said,"  faintly  replied  the 
master, "  all  is  finished  now."  The  sorrowing  pupils 
supported  him  tenderly  in  their  arms  while  he  chanted 
the  solemn  "  Glory  to  God,"  and  with  the  last  words 
of  the  song  his  breathing  ceased.  Such  is  the  story  of 
the  beginning  of  our  literature.    The  humble  transla- 


tion of  the  Gospel  of  St.  John,  completed  under  cir- 
cumstances of  such  painful  anxiety,  and  amid  the 
gathering  shadows  of  death,  was  the  vanguard,  so  to 
speak,  of  that  long  procession  of  noble  works  which, 
for  a  thousand  years,  has  been  contributing  to  the  devel- 
opment and  glory  of  the  English  nation. — Baldwin. 
Music  is  too  often  looked  upon  as  nothing  but  a 
mere  passing  enjoyment — something  only  for  the 
moment,  to  be  heard  and  perhaps  little  regarded — as 
simply  a  concord  of  sounds  agreeable  to  the  ear :  but 
true  art  occupies  a  much  higher  sphere  than  this;  and 
to  be  able  to  truly  appreciate  and  enjoy  it,  we  must 
know  something  of  the  laws  by  which  it  is  governed. 


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I  LOVE  THE  MERRY  SUNSHINE. 


J.  W.  Lake. 
Stephen  Gu)vbr. 


1 .  I    love  the  mer  -  ry,  mer  -  ry  sunshine,  It      makes  the  heart  so  gay,         To     hear   the  sweet  birds 

2.  I   love  the  mer -ry,  mer -ry  sunshine,  Thro' the  dewy  morning's  show'r,  With  its  ro-sy  smiles  ad - 


sing-ing     On  their  summer    hoi-  i    -    day,      With  their  wild-wood  notes  of  du   -   ty,      From 
vanc-ing.     Like  a  beau-ty    from  her    bovver!  It  charms  the    soul    in      sad  -  ness.    It 


^^^^^^^ 


:s=I^ 


^§ 


■m- 


-    -g-  ^  -J-  '-^     ^z^^ 

hawthorn  bush  and  tree;      Oh,   the  sunshine  is    all     beau-ty,  Oh,  the  mer  -  ry,  mer  -  ry  sun  for 
sets    the   spir  -  it      free;      Oh,   the  sunshine  is     all     gladness, Oh,   the  mer- ry,  mer- ry  sun  for 


me.      I    love    the  mer-ry,  mer-ry  sunshine.   It  makes  the  heart  so    gay.    To  hear  the  sweet  birds 


sing-ing   On  their  summer    hoi  -   i-day.      The  mer-ry,  mer-ry  sun,  the  mer  -  ry,  mer  -  ry, 


^  >  >  ^  ^  '  'I     '  ■-  '  -  — 


0  \M  •  m 


;  V   g  u  ^ 


^^^-^^f^^iU^^iii^ 


merry,  merry  sun  for  me.    The  merry,  merry  sun,  the  merry  sun,  The  mer  -  ry,  mer-ry  sun  for  me. 


iii^^ruJiUmi 


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The  inflaence  of  music  upon  a  pure  mind  cannot  be 
understood  in  this  life,  much  less  expressed.  The 
teacher  who  introduces  music  into  the  school  as  a  reg- 
ular exercise,  will  have  better  discipline  and  will  him- 
self be  better.  It  quickens  thought  in  the  students  and 
relieves  the  monotony  of  routine,  Teach  the  student 
to  read  by  note,  if  possible.  If  you  have  no  books, 
use  the  fingers  for  notes.  Take  a  given  pitch — as  C, 
as  a  standard.  Tell  your  pupils  that  to  sing  they  must 
put  into  action  a  vocal  reed  organ,  with  lungs  as  bellows, 
the  wind-pipe  as  pipe,  vocal  chords  as  reeds,  tongue  as 
the  bridge,  the  roof  of  the  moutli  as  sounding  board. 
Ask  them  to  define  a  tone,  allowing  them  to  express 


their  own  ideas.  Illustrate  by  means  of  a  fnece  of 
rubber  stretched  and  vibrated ;  thus  teach  them  tlat 
sound  is  vibration  collected  and  reflected  from  an)  thii^ 
that  produces  sound.  Illustrate  lines,  spaces,  rests,  a»d 
so  on  through  the  fundamental  principles.  Inform 
yourselves  thoroughly  here.  Be  not  like  soldiers  on  a 
long  march  with  rations  for  only  a  fe\y  days.  Be  true 
to  your  calling.  It  is  said  that  Michael  Angelo,  while 
at  his  work,  wore  fastened  to  the  forepiece  of  his  artist's 
cap  a  lighted  candle  that  no  shadow  of  himself  might 
fall  upon  his  work.  This  custom  spoke  a  more  elo- 
quent lesson  than  he  knew.  How  often  the  shadows 
fall  upon  our  work — falling  from  ourselves ! — Russsl. 


giHE  LONG  WEARY  DAY. 

(DEN    LIEBEN    LANGEN    TAG.) 
Allegretto  Moderate .         ^  y^ 


^^ 


^^ 


^= 


SVABIAN  V0LF3LISO. 
rit. 


1^=^ 


VJ-. 


s^=tt 


— ^-^ — m 


J  -J  J 


rpi=^=* 


lir-^. 


5  k 


1.  The  long,  long  wea  -  ry  day.  In  tears  is  passed  a  -way,  The  long,  long  weary  day,  In  tears  is 

2.  For  oh  I  my  love    is  dead;  To  Heav'n  his  soul  is  sped.  For  oh!  my  love  is  dead;  ToHeav'nhis 

3.  When  I,  his  truth     to  prove.  Would  trifle  with  his  love,  When  I,  his  truth  to  prove.  Would  trifle 


^t 


^     ^     \0     ^ 


^^=^ 


passed  a  -  way.  Yet  still  at  even-ingi  am  weeping.  As  from  my  window's  height,  I  look  out 
soul  is  sped.  Forhim.with  heart  and  soul  I'm  weeping;  To  see  him  nev  -  er  more.  It  grieves  my 
with    his  love,  He'd  say, "  Thou  shalt  for  me  be  weeping  Up  -  on  some  fu  -  ture  day.  When  I    am 


tr-^- 


^^^^"^  -.i"^ ^t~^^-A} i^_^ 


on  the  night;  I  still  am  weep  -  ing.  My  lone  watch  keep-  ing;  As  from  my 
heart  so  sore!  I  still  am  weep  -  ing.  My  lone  watch  keep-  ing,  To  see  him 
far        a  -  way.   Thou  shalt  be    weep  -  ing,  Thy  lone  watch  keep  -  ing;     Up  -   on     some 


M  :^^  J  .Ul  f-STTT^t'^^^^^'^^^MM: 


pw 


s 


^^ 


:^ 


s    h    K 


^ 


■^^^:^4-li'-^^^ 


window's  height,  I  look  out  on  the  night;  I  still  am  weep  -  ing,  My  lone  watch  keep  -  ing. 
nev  -  ermore,  It  grieves  my  heart  so  sore  I  I  still  am  weep  -  ing.  My  lone  watch  keep  -  ing. 
fu  -  ture   day.  When  I  am    far    a  -  way.  Thou  shalt  be  weep  -  ing.  Thy  lone  watch  keep  -  ing." 

^   s   K   N   K 


^^rm 


:^ 


f      Itlt^f^^' 


3=?^ 


4.  Had  naught  but  land  or  sea 

Parted   my  love  firom  me, 
I  should  not  now  sad  tears  be  weeping; 
But  hope  he'd  come  once  more, 
And  love  me  as  of  jrore. 

And  say, "  Cease  weeping, 
Thy  lone  watch  keeping," 


5.  Now  comes  he  nevermore! 
It  grieves  me,  ah!  so  sore! 
And  still  at  evening  am  I  weeping; 
When  the  stars  above  appear, 
I  see  his  eyes  so  clear; 

My  lone  watch  keeping, 
I  still  am  weeping. 


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EVE'S  LAMENTATION. 

Andante  affeUuoso.  ,        |         | 


M.  P.KlBB. 


1^5 


r      r    ^^^^^^ 

Must  I    leave  thee,  must  I     leave  thee,  must  I     leave       thee,    Par  -  a  -  disc?  Thus 


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leave  thee,  leave  thee,  na   -   tive    soil ;  these  hap  -  py,    hap  -  py  walks,  these  walks  and  shades ! 


,tr  n^ 


Jtn: 


^Si 


L-^D^k.n 


^ittiiii 


S^S: 


■«• — ^ 


li^=^ 


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T. 


T 

I    lea' 


CJ     ^ 


I  I  I  '  ' 

From  thee,  from  thee  how  shall    I     part,      how  shall    I     part?  Yet  must  I    leave  thee. 


^ 


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rfM^ 


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must  I    leave  thee,  must  I     leave      thee,  Par  -  a  -  disc,       must  leave  thee,  Par -a -dise? 


^tfqSi 


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ggir- 


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ZZZJE 


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Gradually,  in  Italy,  singing  became  an  art. 
What  we  mean  by  singing  when  we  speak  of  it  as  a 
source  of  pleasure  ot  the  higiier  kind,  is  really  an 
Italian  art,  which  has  l)een  diffused  over  the  civilized 
world ;  and  the  Italian  school  of  singing  is  still  the 
great  school, — otiiers,  in  so  far  as  they  differ  from  that 
school,  being  inferior.  The  first  distinctive  charac- 
teristic of  the  Italian  school  of  singing  is  the  delivery 
of  the  voice,  the  mode  of  uttenng  a  single  note. 
Italians  generally  (for  singing  in  tiiis  way  has  be- 


come a  second  nature  to  the  whole  people)  nse  their 
voices  in  quite  a  different  way  from  the  generality  of- 
other  people.  They  naturally  utter  their  notes  with 
a  purity  and  a  freedom  rarely  heard  from  untaught 
persons  of  other  races.  The  delivery  of  the  voice  is 
the  foundation  of  their  excellence  as  singers.  In- 
deed, it  may  almost  be  said  to  constitute  that  excel- 
lence ;  for  not  only  is  there  no  great  singing  without 
it,  but  the  chief  aim  of  Italian  vocal  discipline  is  to- 
attain  execution  united  with  this  free  vocal  utterance. 


THE  SLUMBER  SONG. 


F.  KuCHBN. 


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-    fAll       is      still     in  sweet 

'  \AI  •   Us     still    in  sOs 

j  Qose  each  lit  -  tie,  Icy    - 

\  Schlies-se     dei  -   ne  Aeu     • 


est  rest, 
serXuAl 
Ingeye, 
^•leiM, 


W 


Be      thy    sleep    se  -  rene  •  ly      Uestl 
D'rum  mein  Kind  so     schlaf  aueh  dul 
Let    them  like     two  rose  -  lets    He; 
Lass    sie     vtie     twei  ICnos  •  pen    stinl 


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Winds  are    moan  •  ing   o'er    the    wild,  Lol  •  la 

DroMs-sen    sSu    •    sell    nur   dtr    Witui,  Su,     ttt. 

And    when  par    •    pling  mom  shall  glow.  Still    as 

Jfor  •  gen   wenn      die  Sonn'  er  •  gUiht,  Sind  sit 


m 


rt 


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f=^  0 


by,     sleep  on, 
su/    schlaf  tin, 
rose  •  lets    fresh 
wit     die    Blum* 


my   child; 

m$tiH  Kind: 

\j     blow, 

tr-  bOUtt, 


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ife 


S-T- 


?I:J  j^l-^. 


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p="^ 


r='^ 


Lol 

•Sm,  tUy 

Still  as 

Sind  tit 


by,  sleep  on,  my     child.  La,  lol 

su !  schlaf  tin,  mtin  Kind;  Su,  su, 

rose  •  lets    fresh    -  ly      blow;  La,  lul 

wit      dit     £lum'  tr  •   MU/,  Su,  su. 


S 


f  -^le  ^,jr<^ 


la  -  by,     sleep 

su,  su/  schlaf 

la  •  by,    sleep 

tu,  sut  schlaf 


my 


on, 

rtjf, 

on,  iny 

tin,  mtin 


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child;       May   an 
Kind:      Su,     su. 


gd    gleams     Per  •  vad* 
su,      sut         In       gu 


diy     dreams  I 
ter     RuKl  . 


fe^    }\f    flF~fir"~C 


s^-»- 


There  are  singers  who  have  voices  of  remarkable 
power,  range  and  flexibility,  who  can  never  be  great 
because,  either  by  nature  or  from  bad  and  ineradica- 
ble habit,  they  cannot  attain  this  pure  and  free  deliv- 
ery of  the  voice.  Theii  tone  is  guttural,  or  it  is  nasal, 
or  it  is  rough,  or  it  is  unsteady,  or  something  else  ; 
it  may  be  merely  constrained  ;  in  any  case,  the  fault 
is  more  or  less  destructive.  There  may  be  great 
singing  without  great  power,  without  remarkable 
flexibility,  without  the  ability  to  execute  a  roulade  or 


trill ;  but  there  can  be  no  singing  really  great  without 
this  free,  pure  delivery  of  the  voice.  A  singer  who 
can  go  through  the  whole  range  of  his  voice,  froitt 
low  to  high,  swelling  out  the  tone  and  diminishing 
it  with  the  vowel  sound  of  broad  a  (ah),  preserving, 
that  sound  pure,  and  uniting  with  it  perfect  intona- 
tion through  crescendo  and  diminuendo,  has  con- 
quered much  more  than  half  the  difficulties  of  the- 
art  of  vocalization.  All  the  rest,  almost  without 
exception,  are  mere  "limbs  and  outward  flourishes.'** 


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SHALL  WE  MEET  BEYOND  THE  RIVER? 


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H.  L.  Hastings. 
Elihu  S.  Ricb,  1866. 


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1.  Shall  we  meet  be-yond   the  riv  -  er,    Where  the  sur  -  ges  cease   to  roll? 

2.  Shall  we  meet  in  that  blest  har-bor,  When  our  storm  -  y  voyage  is  o'er 

3.  Shall  we  meet  in   yon-der  ci  -  ty,    Where  the  tow'rs    of    crys  -  tal  shine? 

4.  Shall  we  meet  with  Christ,  our  Sav  -  iour,  When  He  comes    to  claim  His  own  ? 


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Shall    we  meet 

Where  the  walls 

Shall    we  know 


the  bright  for  •   ev  -  er,      Sor  -  row  ne'er 

and    cast    the  an  -  chor     By      the     fair 

are     all      of  jas  -  per.  Built     by    work 

His  bless  -  ed  fa  -  vor,  And      sit    down 


shall  press  the     soul  ? 

ce  -  les  -  tial     shore? 
man -ship   di   -  vine? 

up  -  on    His    throne? 


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WHILE  THE  MORNING  BELLS. 


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1.  While     the    morn  -  ing    bells      are    ring  -  ing, 

2.  When     the    night     was   fold  -    ed     o'er     us, 

3.  Thanks  to     Thee,    O     heaven  -  ly     Fath  -  er, 


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,  We       to  Thee      our    songs  would  raise, 
Heav  -  y  dark  -    ness   shut        us      in ; 
For   Thine  all    -    pro  -  tect  -    ing  arm ; 


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Thanking   Thee     for     Thy      pro  -  tec  -  tion, 
But      we    slept      in     peace  -  ful      qui  -    et. 
Thro'    the   day,      we     pray     thee,  keep     us 


Lift  -  ing  to  Thee  notes  of  praise. 
Thou  our  night- ly  guard  hast  been. 
Free  from   e    -    vil,      safe  from    harm. 


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M^y  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 

With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor. 
Rest  UDon  us  from  above ! 


DOXOLOGY. 


Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 
With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion. 
Toys  that  earth  can  ne'er  afford. 


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The  popolar  ballad, "  Listen  to  the  Mocking  Bird," 
was  written  and  first  published  in  1855,  by  Septimus 
Winner,  of  Philadelphia,  under  the  nom  de  plume  of 
"  Alice  Hawthorne,' '  his  mother's  maiden  name.  It  was 
suggested  incidentally  by  listening  to  a  colored  man, 
Dick  Milbum,  known  as  "  Whistling  Dick,"  who  wan- 
dered about  the  city  whistling  in  imitation  of  a  mocking 
bird,  at  the  same  time  strumming  an  accompaniment 
upon  a  guitar.  Struck  by  his  remarkable  performance 
as  a  warbler,  Mr.  W.  said  to  him  one  day,  half  in  jest, 
"Dick,  I'll  write  you  a  song  for  your  mocking  bird." 
The  compass  of  the  negro's  voice  was  hardly  an  octave, 
and,  as  will  be  observed,  the  melody  was  made  very 
simple,  so  as  not  to  be  beyond  his  reach.  The  words, 
"  Listen  to  the  Mocking  Bird,"  which  run  higher,  were 
to  be  spoken  by  him,  not  sung,  except  where  they  came 
within  his  compass,  followed  by  the  whistler's  marvelous 


imitation  of  the  bird.  The  man  was  a  Tery  good-natored 
fellow,  but  of  so  little  intellectual  capacity  that,  though 
he  came  to  Mr.  Winner's  music  store  night  after  night 
to  learn  the  words  of  the  song,  he  was  never  able  to 
master  more  than  one  verse  of  it.  Such,  however,  was 
his  sense  of  the  comic,  and  such  his  facility  in  improvis- 
ing lines  to  the  music,  suggesting  ridiculous  fancies  to 
attract  the  laughing  crowd,  that  his  "  Mocking  Bird  " 
soon  added  greatly  to  Dick's  local  reputation.  The 
song  was  published  in  ballad  form  and  at  once  became 
very  popular,  and  such  is  its  hold  upon  the  public  fancy 
that,  although  it  has  been  sung  and  whistled  and  played 
the  country  over  for  an  average  lifetime,  it  still  retains 
its  place  as  a  song  of  national  reputation.  It  was  sold 
by  Mr.  Winner  to  the  firm  of  Lee  and  Walker  for  a 
trifling  sum.  The  profits  from  its  sale  have  exceeded 
one  hundred  thousand  dollars,  perhaps  the  largest 


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glide  Thro'  a  quiet,  quiet  dream ;  Humble  voyagers  are  we.   Husband,  wife,  and  children  three.  One  Is 
tent,  Lies  in  simple,  simple  things ;  Humble  voyagers  are  we  O'er  life's  dim,  unsounded  sea,  Seeking 


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Touch  us  gen  -  tly^gentle  Time,  Touch  us  gently,  O  gentle  Time ! 


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amount  ever  realized  from  any  musical  composition  of 
its  class.  There  have  been  published  upwards  of  fifty 
different  arrangements,  with  variations,  each  differing 
fh>m  every  other  in  some  musical  peculiarity,  making 
it  one  of  the  most  widely  known  of  all  airs  and  ballads; 
and  yet  the  composer,  during  the  twenty -eight  years  of 
the  first  copyright,  never  received  upon  the  song  any- 
thing beyond  the  price  at  which  it  was  originally  sold. 
This  song  at  once  gave  him  a  reputation  which  opened 
the  market  everywhere  to  his  efforts.  It  was  followed, 
as  it  had  been  preceded,  by  others  in  different  veins, 
humorous  and  pathetic.  His  first  song,  "  How  Sweet 
are  the  Roses,"  was  published  in  1850;  his  last,  a 
merry  "  Party  at  the  Zoo,"  a  tuneful  bit  of  humor,  has 
just  appeared  ( 1888)  in  one  of  the  magazines-  Be- 
tween these  dates  he  has  written  a  hundred  or  more 
songs,  both  WOTds  and  music,  many  of  which  have  sold 


by  tens  of  thousands  and  are  very  widely  known, 
among  them,  "What  is  Home  without  a  Mother?" 
"  Let  us  Live  with  a  Hope,"  "  I'll  Sail  the  Seas  over," 
etc.,  besides  a  large  number  of  instruction  books  upon 
different  instruments.  Some  of  these  songs  which,  at 
the  time  of  writing  them,  he  sold  for  a  few  dollars  each, 
have  netted  their  publishers  full  as  many  thousands, 
and  he  laughs  pleasantly  as  he  recalls  the  mistake  of 
these  low  figures.  His  songs  have  had  a  very  large  sale 
also  in  Great  Britain,  more  than  sixty  of  them  having 
been  repubUshed  in  England.  His  numerous  instruc- 
tion books  have  been  published  under  his  own  name, 
but  his  songs  under  various  noms  deplume,  among  (hem 
"Alice  Hawthorne,"  the  most  familiar,  giving  name  to 
the  "  Hawthorne  ballads  " ;  "  Aspley  Street,"  from  tha 
street  in  which  he  lived;  "Mark  Mason,"  a  degree  of 
the  Masonic  order  <o  which  he  belongs,  and  others. 


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THE  ALPINE  HORN. 


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We  are  led    by  the  sound  of  the  Al- pine  horn,  Tra  la      la     la  la     la      la  la     la. 
And  the  hill  and  the  val  -  ley  I    call    my  own,  Tra  la     la     la  la     la     la  la     la. 

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A  WRITER  fn  a  late  art  journal  sa]rs :  "  How  many 
composers  in  the  country,  native  or  foreign  born,  can, 
without  the  aid  of  an  instrument,  sit  down  at  their  home 
or  while  riding  in  the  cars,  or  while  walking  along  the 
street,  and  write  out  such  musical  ideas  as  they  may,  in 
inspired  moments,  conceive ;  and  more,  how  many 
Americans  can  write  an  acceptable  harmony  to  these 
melodic  ideas  either  with  or  without  the  aid  of  an 
instrument  ?  A  composer  must  be  able  to  realize  the 
effect  of  chord  connection,  inversions,   suspensions. 


sequences,  doubling  or  omitting  of  notes  according  to 
circumstances,  progression  of  individual  parts,  nature 
and  characteristic  peculiarities  of  the  voices  or  instru- 
ments to  be  employed,  etc., — all  this  in  his  head  clearly, 
besides  a  practical  conception  of  the  effect  of  the  legato 
and  staccato,  in  any  kind  of  phrase  or  passage  in  the 
duophonic,  triphonic,  tetraphonic,  or  polyphonic  ar- 
rangements. Then  he  must  be  a  person  of  origmality, 
both  in  melodic  and  harmonic  ideas.  The  music  must 
be  correct  in  every  particular,  which  means  perfection 


SHE  WORE  A  WREATH  OF  ROSES. 


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T.  H.  Bayly. 
Jos.  P.  Knight. 


1.  She  wore  a  wreath  of  ro     -    ses  The  first  time  that  we  met,  Her  lovely  face  was  smiling   Be- 

2.  A  wreath  of  orange  blossoms  When  next  we  met  she  wore;  The  look  upon  her  features  Was  more 

3.  And  once  again  I  see  that  brow,  No  bridal  wreath  is  there.  The  widow's  sombre  cap  conceals  Her 


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thoughtful  than  before; 
once  lux  -  uriant  hair; 


Her  foot-step  had  the  light  -  ness.  Her  voice  the  joyous  tone,  The 
And  standing  by  her  side  was  one  Who  strove,  and  not  in  vain,  To 
She  weeps  in  si  -  lent  sol  -  itude.  And  there  is  no  one  near.    To 


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to  -  kens  of  a  youthful  heart  Where  sorrow  is  unknown;  I  saw  her  but  a  moment,  Yet  me - 
sootheherleavingthatdearhomeShene'ermightviewagain;  I  saw  her  but  a  moment.  Yet  me - 
press  her  hand  within  his  own.  And  wipe  a -way  the  tear;   I    see   her  broken  -  hearted !  Yet  me  - 


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thinks  I  see  her  now.  With  the  wreath  of  orange  blossoms  Up  -  on  her  snowy  brow, 
thinks   I    see    her       now.  In      the  pride  of  youth  and  beauty.  With  a  garland  on  her  brow! 


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in  form,  phrasing,  counterpoint,  proper  dbtribution  of 
expression  marks,  proper  marking  of  the  tempos,  good 
taste  in  the  use  of  any  of  the  embellishments,  such  as 
the  tirata,  direct,  inverted  or  full  turn,  also  the  turn 
after  any  kind  of  note  or  dotted  note,  the  prepared  or 
unprepared  trill,spring  or  mordent,  simple  or  compound 
appoggiaturas,  after-notes  and  harmonics,  and  withal 
an  eye  for  the  fitness  of  things  for  which  the  composition 
is  intended,  as  well  as  a  good  knowledge  of  dramatic 
effect.    Now,  sir,  I  hope  tliat  any  American  who  thinks 


he  can  compose  according  to  the  above  conditions,  will 
quietly  set  to  work  for  his  own  satisfaction,  and  each 
year  compose  an  overture,  sonata,  concerto,  symphony, 
song  without  words,  fugue,  poetry,  and  music  enough 
for  a  half  hour's  performance.  Study  harmony  at  least 
three  months  each  year  at  the  end  of  two  or  more  years 
to  revise  these  pieces,  and  those  which  are  as  good  in  his 
estimation  as  when  written  to  bepJayed  over  before  inti- 
mate friends;  if  they  are  satisfied  with  them  other  folks- 
will  be;  if  not, the  compositions  should  be  destroyed."' 


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THE  INGLE  SIDE. 


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Hkw  Ainslbk. 
T.  F.  Wbisbmthal,  1836. 


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1.  It's      rare    to   see  the  morning  bleeze,  Like  a  bonfire  frae  the   sea;   It's    fair    to    see  the 

2.  Glens  may  be  gilt  wi'  gowans  rare.    The  birds  may  fill  the  tree.   And  meadows  hae  the 


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bur  -  nie  kiss  The    lip    o'  the  flow'ry      lea ;     An'      fine   it    is     on    green  hillside.Where 
scented  ware  That  sim  -  mer  growth  can    gie ;  But  the  canty  hearth  where  cronies  meet,  An'  th 


hums  the  bonnie     bee,  But      rarer,   fairer,     fin  -  er    far    Is  the     In  -  gle  side  for  me. 
dar-ling  o'  our    e'e,    That  makes  to  us  a  warl'  complete,  O,  the    In  -  gle  side  for  me. 


,  TARA'S  HARP. 

'^^^^  WUh  Feeling. 


Moorb's  Melodies. 


1.  The  harp  that  once  thro'  Ta-ra's  halls  The  soul  of   mu  -  sic  shed;  Now  hangs  as  mute   on 

2.  No  more   to  chiefs  and  ladies  bright  The  harp  of   Ta-ra  swells;  The  chord  a  -  lone  that 


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Ta   -   ra's  walls  As    tho'  that  soul  were  fled.     So     sleeps    the  pride  of     former  days,  So 
breaks  at  night   Its    tale    of    ru  -  in    tells.    Thus  Free-dom  now    so     seldom  wakes;  The 


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glo-ry's  thrill  is  o'er,  And  hearts  that  once  beat  high  for  praise  Now  feel  that  pulse  no  more, 
on  -  ly  throb  she  gives  Is  when  some  heart,  in-dignant,  breaks,  To  show  that  still  she  lives. 


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I  REMEMBER  oiice  asking  a  distinguished  Polish 
lady,  heiself  a  notable  musician  and  pupil  of  the  great 
Chopin,  whether  she  ever  played  Hungarian  music. 
"  No,"  she  answered,  "  I  cannot  play  it ;  there  is  some- 
thing in  that  music  which  I  have  not  got — something 
which  is  wanting  in  me."  What  was  wanting  I  came 
to  understand  later,  when  I  became  familiar  with 
I  lungarian  music  as  rendered  by  the  Tzigane  players. 
It  was  the  training  of  a  gipsy's  whole  life  which  was 
wanting  here — a  training  which  alone  teaches  the 


secret  of  deciphering  those  wild  strains  which  seem 
borrowed  from  the  voice  of  the  tempest  or  stolen 
from  whispering  reeds.  In  order  to  have  played  th« 
Hungarian  music  aright  she  would  have  required  t« 
have  slept  on  mountain  tops  during  a  score  of  yearsj 
to  have  been  awakened  by  fallen  dews,  to  have  shared 
the  food  of  eagles  and  squirrels,  and  have  been  o< 
equally  familiar  terms  with  stags  and  creeping  thing« 
— conditions  which  unfortunately  lie  altogether  out 
of  the  reach  of  delicate  Polish  ladies. — Blackwood. 


WHEN  I  COME 

P     Allegretto. 


SuABiAM  Folk-song. 
Pf>adlib.  a  tempo. 


1.  Must    I     then,  must  I  then  leave  my    hap  -  py    lit  -  tie  town, 

2.  Ah,    thy  tears !  ah,  thy  tears  I  they  are  fall  -  ing  like  the  rain, 

3.  In       a     year,  in    a  year,  when  the    lit-  tie  ber-ries  ripe, 
I.  Muss  I    denn,  muss  I  denn  zum  Stad   -   te  -  le  'naus. 


hap-py    lit  -  tie  town.    And 

fall  -  ing  like  the  rain,  Sweet 

lit  -  tie  ber  -  ries  ripe,      I'll 

Stad   -   te  -  le  'naus,  Und 


^  I        ad  lib.  a  tempo. 

thou,  my  love,  bide  here  ?  When  I  come,when  I  come,when  I  come  back  again,  come  back  again,Then  with 
love,  so  dear  to   me ;  In  the  world,  in  the  world,  there  are  many  fair  beside,  many  fair  beside.   But 
come  a-  gain  to  thee.  And  if  then,  oh,  if  then  thou  dost  truly  love  me  still,  truly  love  me  still.     My 
du  mein  Schatz  bleibst  hier  ?  Wenn  I  komm,wenn  I  komm,  wenn  I  wiedrum  komm,  wiedrum  komm,  Kehr'  I 


thee  I'll  stay,  my  dear.  If  now  with  thee  I  cannot  re -main.  My  loveforthee'sthesame.  When  I 
I'll  be  true  to  thee !  Think  not  an  -  oth  -  er  when  I  see,  This  heart  will  faithless  be.  In  the 
dar-ling  wife  tliou'lt  be.  In  that  brief  year  I'll  have  served  my  time.  And  thou  canst  call  me  thine !  And  if 
ein,  mein  Schatz,  bei  dir.  Kann  I  gleich  nit  all-weil  bei  dirsein,  Han  I  doch  mein'  Freud'  an  dir ;  Wenn  1 


ad  lib.  a  tempo.  ^    ^     I 

come,  when  I  come,  when  I  come  back  again,   come  back  again,  Then  with  thee  I'll  stay,  my  dear  1 
world,  in  the  world,  there  are  many  fair  beside,  many  fair  lieside,  But        I'll  be  true  to     thee, 
then,  oh,  if  then  thou  dost  truly  love  me  still,    truly  love  me  still,  My      darling  wife  thou'lt  be. 
komm,  wenn  I  komm,  wenn  I  wiedrum  komm,  wiedrum  komm,  Kehr'  I  ein,  mein  Schatz,  bei  dir. 


^ 


Wie  du  weinst,  wiedu  weinst,  dass  I  |:  wandere  muss : 

Wie  wenn  d'  Lieb'  jetzt  wir'  vorbei; 
Sind  au  drauss,  sind  au  drauss  der  |:  Midele  viel  :| 

Lieber  Schatz,  I  bleib'  dir  treu. 

Denk'  du  net,  wenn  I  'ne  And're  seh', 

No  sei  mei  Lieb'  vorbei : 
Sind  au  drauss,  sind  au  dranss  der  |:  M&dele  viel, :) 

Lieber  Schatz,  I  bleib'  dir  treu. 


Uebers  Jahr,  fibers  Jahr  wenn  me  |:Traubele  schueidt,:{| 

Steir  I  hier  mi  wiedrum  ein ; 
Bin  I  dann,  bin  I  dann  dein  |:  Schatzele  noch,  :| 

So  soil  die  Hochzeit  sein. 

Uebers  Jahr  da  ist  mein'  Zeit  vorbei, 

Do  g'hor  I  mein  und  dein; 
Bin  I  dann,  bin  I  dann  dein  |:  Schitzele  noch, :[) 

So  soil  die  Hochzeit  sein. 


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85 


BEAUTIFUL  BELLS. 

Moderato. 


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£.  O.  LvTS. 


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5^B^ 


^^  -*-  -•- 


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zi: 


I.  2.  Ring    a  -   gain,  Ring     a  -  gain. 


Beaud-ful    bells, 


TT 

beau  -  ti  •  ful    bells; 


^ 


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■ 


lS=it 


s 


Ring  -  ing, 


i 


Ring  -  ing. 


Ring  -    ing. 


f^=(E 


:s=l^ 


Ring  -  ing. 


fitc^: 


atzit 


^^ 


2^ 


^ 


^=^=«=-TT 


Ring 


r-T 


a  -  gain. 


Ring    a  -  gain,         Beau  -  ti  •  ful    bells,         beau  -  ti  -  fill     bells. 


«==«= 


«=«: 


^«=^ 


t: 


Ring  -  ing. 


Ring  -  ing. 


Ring  -  ing. 


Cing  •   mg. 


1.  On    the  breeze    of   ev' -  ning  steal  -  ing,  Hark !  the  iaells    are  slow 

2.  As    the    toil       of   day      is    end  •  ing,  Thro'  the  vales    the  bells 


^ 


-  ly    peal  -  ing,  Wak  -  ing 
are  send  -  ing  Tones  with 


1.  On 

2.  As 


E^-'g^-^^^ 


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H 1 1 H 


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t^b:  »--!S- 


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gil 


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ev 
ev 


'ry    ten  • 
'ry  mur- 


der feel  -  ing, 
mur  blending, 


Beautiful    bells. 
Beautiful    bells, 


-(?^-«-H* 


:«=& 


beauti-ful  bells, 
beauti  -  ful  bells. 


bells,    beautiful  bells, 
bells,    beautiful   bells. 


T^ 


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^   ^     ^M 


1^  In*  k**- 


GOOD-NIGHT,  LADIES. 

-#^    I,  .  h  I   ... — I 


Sostenuto.    ^ 

1 .  Good-night,  la  -  dies !  Good-night,  la  -  dies !    Good-night,  la  -  dies !  We're  going  to  leave  you  now. 

2.  Fare  -  well,  la -dies!  Fare  -  well,  la  -  dies !    Fare  -  well,  la -dies!  We're  going  to  leave  you  now. 

3.  Sweet  dreams,  ladies !  Sweet  dreams,  ladies !  Sweet  dreams,  ladies !  We're  going  to  leave  you  now. 


Mer-ii-ly  we  roll  along,  roll  along,  roll  along,  Mer-ri-ly  we  roll  along,  Over  the  dark  blue  sea. 


96 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


There  was  a  well-fed,  prosperous  looking  woman  of 
strident  voice  on  one  of  the  suburban  trains  the  other 
morning,  and  above  its  roar  and  rattle  her  accents 
could  be  distinguished  telling  the  story  of  the  friend 
who  was  visiting  her.  "  Vou  remember  Lou,  of  course," 
she  said  "  Well,  she's  been  staying  with  me  since  last 
week.  And,  you  know !  the  funniest  thing  has  hap- 
pened. Lou — that's  her  name — always  has  a  way  of 
adopting  other  people's  habits  easily.  Adaptability,  I 
suppose,  some  people  call  it.  For  instance,  if  she  was 
with  a  gay  crowd  she  was  gay,  and  with  sober  people 
she  was  sober.     She  hadn't  been  in  our  house  three 


dajrs  before  she  got  to  talking  as  loud  as  if  some  one 
was  deaf.  And  when  I  spoke  to  her  about  it — ^hah 
joking,  you  know — she  said  she  supposed  from  my 
talking  so  loud  that  Robert  was  deaf,  and  so  she  had 
spoken  above  her  ordinary  tone.  Now,  what  I'd  like 
to  know,  Kate,  is  if  my  voice  is  unusually  loud.  Tell 
me  the  truth."  The  car  listened  breathlessly.  When 
Kate  did  the  kind-hearted  thing,  sacrificing  her  desir« 
to  be  honest  in  her  instinct  to  be  kindly,  and  said  that 
she  never  thought  so,  the  lady  with  the  voice  said  de- 
cidedly : "  There,  I  was  sure  of  it !  Something's  the  mat- 
ter with  Lou,  and  I  shall  advise  her  to  consult  an  aurist." 


JEM,  THE  CARTER  LAD. 


Baker. 


1.  My  name  is  Jem,  the  Car- ter  lad,  A    jol  -  ly  chap  am    I,        I       always  am   content  -  ed,  Be  the 

2.  My   fa  -  ther  was  a    car  -  ri  -  er.  Long  years  ere  I  was  bom.  He    used  to  rise    at    day  -  break,  To 

3.  I     sel  -  dom  think  of  pol  -  i  -  tics.  Nor  dream  of  being   great,  I  care  not  for  their  high-bred  talk   A  - 

4.  I   think  I  will  conclude  my  song,  'Tis  time   I    was  a  •  way.  My  horses  know  the  round  they  go,    I 


N    I      IVr) -sr-\ — P^-J — S— • h-i H-^ ' — !>*— 1 n— 1 — ^^ — It- 


weather  wet  or  dry.  I  snap  my  fin  -  ger  at  the  snow,  And  whistle  at  the  rain,  I've  braved  the  storm  fen 
go  his  rounds  each  morn.  He'd  sometimes  take  me  with  him,  And  in  the  balmy  spring,  I  loved  to  sit  up- 
bout  the  chair  of  state,  I  act  uprightly  man  to  man,  And  that's  what  makes  me  glad,  YouUl  find  there  beats  an 
can  no  longer  stay,  Tho'  many  weary  miles  we've  gone.  It's  happy  days  we've  had.  For  none  can  treat  a 


many  a  year,  And  can  do  so  a  -  gain. 
on  tfie  cart,  And  hear  my  fa  -  ther  sing, 
honest  heart  In  Jem, the  Car-  ter  lad. 
horse  more  kind  Than  Jem,  the  Carter  lad. 


Crack,  crack,  goes  my  whip,  I  whistle  and 
Crack,  crack,  goes  my  whip,  I  whistle  and 
Crack,  crack,  goes  my  whip,  I  whistle  and 
Crack,  crack,  goes  my  whip,  I  whistle  and 

jgL-#-:g---g--^  -r.-f 


sing,  I 

sing,  I 

sing,  I 

sing,  I 


sit     up  -  on  my  wag  -  on,  I'm    as  hap  -  py    as      a    king.  My  hor  -  ses  al  -  waj^  will    •    ing.  For 


me,  I'm  nev^  -  er      sad.         For  none  can  lead    a    jol  -  lier  life  Than  Jem,  the  Car  -  ter     lad 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


87 


DOWN  IN  A  COAL  MINE. 


J.  B.  Gbochbgaji. 


am      a      jo  -  vial   col  -  lier  lad,  and  blithe  as  blithe  can    be,   Then  let    the  times  be 
My  hands  are  horn  -  y,  hard  and  black,  with  working  in  the  vein,    And,  like  the  clothes  up  - 
At     ev  -  'ry   shift,  be 't  soon  or     late,    I   haste  my  bread  to  earn,    And   anx  -  ious  -  ly     my 
How  lit  -  tie     do    the  great  ones  care,  who   sit    at  home  se  -  cure,   What  hid  -  den  dan  -  gers 
Then  cheer  up,  lads,  and  make  ye  much   of      ev  -'ry  joy    ye     can.   But     let   your  mirth  be 


.>»-^ 


^^g^^^N^gUrffi??:^ 


good    or  bad, they're  all     the  same    to      me;  *Tis      lit  -  tie      of     the  world  I  know,  and, 

on       my  back,  my  speech  is  rough  and  plain;  Well,  if      I      stum-ble    with  my  tongue,  I've 

kin  -  dred  wait  and  watch   for  my      re  -  turn;  For  Death,  that  lev  -  els      all      a  -  like  what - 

col  -  liers  dare,  what  hard-ships  they   en  -  dure ;  The     ve  -  ry     fires  their  mansions  boast,  to 

al  -  ways  such   as      best     becomes    a     man;  How-ev-er      For -tune  turns    a -bout,  ours 


^—m—m- 


■^ — ir 


care  -  less  of  its  ways,  Down  where  the  bright  stars  nev-er  glow  I  wear  a  -  way  my  days, 
but  one  thing  to  say,  'Tis  not  the  col- lier's  heart  that's  wrong,  his  head  but  goes  astray, 
e'er  their  rank  may  be,  A  -  mid  the  fire  and  damp  may  strike,  and  fling  his  dart  at  me. 
cheer  themselves  and  wives.  Mayhap  were  kindled  at  the  cost  of  jo  -  vial  col-liers'  lives, 
still     the    jo  -vial  soul.   What  would  our  country     be  with-out  the    lads  that  mine  for  coal? 


^^m 


^  V — P»— i^ 


Chorus. 


^jJi^^jjj;^ 


Down  in    a  coalmine.underneaththeground,  Where  a  gleam  of  sunshine  never  can  be    found; 


^Digging  dusky  diamonds  all  the  season    roimd,  Down  in    a  coal  mine,  underneath  the  ground. 


^ 


^ 


t-f-* 


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^ 


^ 


88  FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 

"CALL     JOHN."  .         Wm.  B.  BHADBOCT. 


Call  John !  John !      John  ]  louder,        louder,      louder,  louder,  louder,  John  I 

John!        John!        John! John!  John!  Jonn!  John!     O 


1^ 


jTSl 


'Jl^r 


^^^^^ 


& 


^=^ 


=^=^ 


John!  John!  John?  O  John!  O  John!  OJohn,  can  you  tell  us? 

Well,  well,  what  d'ye  want  of  John?  ^      I         1^    K    K    S'^^^y°'* 

•^*  '^  -g-  -f  — r^     J   J  S   mi 


^ 


rTTTgTf 


■M: 


^ 


*5 


N    I»:k 


s  N  h  h. 


tc 


S^ 


-      it  «i 


^^ 


«* 


1-Ti'      i'  «L>[ 


^=Frr 


*-*- 


^ 


O  John !D  John!  Can  you  tell  us ?  Can  you  tell  us? 

what?  O  John iWell.John!  John!  John!  Tellyouwhat?  Tellyou 


S  S    ^  S 


Can  you 
what? 


'■W=W=w:- 


r-r-r-ic 


f^ 


«--—=*: 


:tz=t2: 


itit 


tell  us?  Tell  us  how,  how  to    sing  this  song. 

Tellyouwhat?  How  to  what?  Sing  what?  How  to 


Tellyouwhat?  J 


3-i 


^m-^m- 


-m-m. 


sing  this 

-m- ^i- 


^ 


i^zfet 


:U=tz: 


^      ^  >* 


song?  Yes,  yes, yes,  yes, yes.  Mi  re 


No,  no,  no. 


no,   no,no,no,no,no; 


^^:^^r=f'- 


?2: 


e  do  mi  re   do,       \       ,       \    sol    mi   do     re,  Sol  fa    , 


4 H 1— 


frw  u  .r  ^^^=^ 


-■^=U: 


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j-j-j-iitiy 


:i—J-^ 


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No,    no,  no. 


No,  no,  no,  no,  no,  no,  no,  no. 
re    mi  re    do,     ^  ^    ^    ^    ^ 


:?=: 


,     J        I      J    5i?/  fwi  do  re    mi  re    do,  h    N    N    h 


^=^— — - 


Sttt: 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


89 


«fci 


— *Vr-tff-^^^ 


-».  K  K  K 


^ 


John    -     ny,  John  -  ny ,      can  you  tell  us.  Tell  us  how  to  sing  this 

Johnny  can 


song?  Ha,  ha,  ha,  ha, 

John,  John,  John! 


0  ^  ^  m  m 


e^t 


■m.-- 


%=f- 


■>>J^i^JdZg 


?2: 


rrL'U'^^ 


p=e 


tz: 


Never  will  I  teach  you  how  to  sing,  no 


No,  no,  no,  no,  no,  no,  no,  no,  no. 


i=S 


no,  no,  no, 

I         I         f 


P^ 


r  r  r  r 


«: 


^  ^  ^   ^ 


:*=i: 


^Ly-#-^ 


^=1: 


5^ 


ha !  Ha,  ha,  ha,  ha,  ha,  ha,  ha,  ha  I   John,  John,  John,    John !  we  have  learned  this  song. 

M    -4_-^d^_J^J     J,    J 


■^    "^    f^    h     h  J** 


^a^ 


^ 


P=P= 


ir^~m  P  m- 


-fe^-fc; 


«?: 


:e:f?= 


tirlir-ui?- 


no  I 


Such  a   set  of  blunderheads,       Such  a     set 


of  blunderheads  never'll  learn  to  sing 


:>^>  WHEN  ALL  THE  WORLD  IS  YOUNG, 


I 


Allegretto. 


Charlks  Kingslky. 
Mrs.  Cmas.  Barnard. 


K  ^  #r 


"t^^ 


4-J-UL 


-*!_gu-*i: 


^U-J-^ 


igzj^^zb^pitdiitzif 


•*   ^-  -J- 


^ — #- 


1.  When  all      the  world  is    young,  lad,    And  all    the  trees  are  green.  And   ev  -  'ry  goose    a 

2.  When  all      the  world   is      old,    lad,    And  all    the  trees  are  brown.  And  all    the  sport    is 


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swan,     lad.  And     ev  •  'ry  lass      a    queen;  Then  hey    for    boot    and    sad  -  die,  lad!  And 
«tale,     lad.  And    all    the  wheels  run  down;  Creep  home,  and  take  your     place     there,  The 

lePig-  ^i  i€- 


|id:f±=i=^F=f 


^ 


!-       >f 


:t^==tz: 


t?— ^-t?— 1^- 


-y— t^ 


^^^ 


S~S  al^ 


:^^ 


-^ — S— V 


1^^-^IJ  >^JI::-d^.r.j^i.  r- 


r? 


^    ^-.J.  ^ 


round  the  world  a  -  way ;  Young  blood  must  have  its  course,  lad.  And  ev  -  'ry  dog  his  day.  Young 
spent  and  maimed  a  -  mong ;  God  grant  you  find  one  face  there  You  loved  when  all  was  young.  God 


blood  must  have    its      course  lad.  And    ev  -  'ry      dog    his      day. 
grant  you    find   one     face  there  You  loved  when 


S!X_^ 


*J£_«JL 


A 


rit. 
all   was 


young. 


■im ^ r^  .     ^ 


l^Sr- 


■f-f- 


V — ¥- 


^Eg^ 


teEK=4 


:!*-^ 


Sing  2d  verse  more  slowly  and  tenderly. 


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FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


There  b  no  mere  earthly  immortality  I  envy  so 
much  as  the  poet's.  If  your  name  is  to  live  at  all,  it 
is  so  much  more  to  have  it  live  in  people's  hearts  than 
only  in  their  brains!  I  don't  know  that  one's  eyes  fill 
with  tears  when  he  thinks  of  the  famous  inventor  of 
logarithms;  but  a  song  of  Bums'  or  a  hymn  of  Charles 
Wesley's  goes  straight  to  your  heart,  and  you  can't 
help  loving  both  of  them,  the  sinner  as  well  as  the 
saint  The  works  of  other  men  live,  but  their  person- 
ality dies  out  of  their  labors;  the  poet  who  reproduces 
himself  in  his  creation,  as  no  other  artist  does  or  can, 
goes  down  *o  posterity  with  his  personality  blended 
witb  whatever  is  imperishable  in  his  Bong.—Holmes. 


In  its  physical  effects  alone  music  is  worth  fSar  mor« 
than  all  it  costs  in  the  pupil's  study  or  teaching  force, 
in  its  influence  upon  mental  and  physical  health,  and 
the  resultant  energy  of  effort  to  grasp  and  master  the 
daily  tasks  assigned.  The  earnest  efforts  to  give  forth 
school  songs  with  spirit  and  emphasis  quickens  the 
brain,  expands  the  lungs,  vitalizes  the  blood,  quiets  ner» 
vous  irritability,  chases  away  the  blues,  and  warms  up 
the  whole  human  organism  into  the  best  condition  and 
the  happiest  mood  for  the  exercises  of  the  day.  Thus 
more  work,  and  better  work,  can  be  done  in  six  hours 
by  the  wide-awake  teacher  with  music  as  an  auxiliary 
to  his  work  than  in  twelve  hours  without  it — Hickoh, 


SOUND  YOUR  A. 

Tenor. 


W.  J.  Whtmorh. 
B.  Bradbury. 


W, 


^^ 


Bass. 


1.  Come,  Basso,  let's  be  -  gin; 

2.  Of     joys  for  -  ev  •  er  flown. 


And 
Fond 


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3t=5t 


aes 


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1.  Come,  boys,  and  sound  your    A, 

2.  We'll  sing     of  days  gone  by. 


■^ 


While  Jane  shall  join  our    lay. 
Of  friends  that  ear  -  ly     die. 


i^ 


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K-r— p- 


j   ^^  u 


:^=n: 


i!L=< 


Fan  and  Kate  chime  in. 
i  •    dols     o  -  ver  -  thrown. 


^m 


Breathe  o'er  the    song  a  -  gain.     When 
Joy's    ro  -  ses  cease  to   bloom,  Hope's 

e 


S 


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^—\ 


P 


^ 


^=* 


The  Bass  and  Tenor 
If    life  may  darkly 


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light, 
seem. 

Chorus. 


When 
Hope's 


^ 


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r-w 


i-F#— i^^-^-J- 


E: 


i^=fc2 


-t- 

Tre  -  bles  both  u  -  nite  To  join  the  joy  •  ous  strain, 
cheering,  glowing  beam  Shines  brightly  thro'  the  gloom. 


Then  come,  boys,  sound  your  A,  Come,  Basso, 
Then  come,  boys,  sound  your  A,  Come,  Basso, 


m}  ^ '  C  ^p^ 


L  |g-cg  ir  re 


.t=5: 


SS: 


•a  -^- 


-l^— V 


^ 


J»-ji. 


m 


^¥=^ 


^E3 


S=:f5: 


i 


^S4-#i=^i 


let's  begin.  While  Jane  shall  join  our  lay,  And  Fan  and  Kate  chime  in.         La    la 


la  la  la 


^^^r^T^JTr 


m 


la  la  la. 


la 


K 


la  la  la  la  la,  la 


?=: 


4t_  _rf. 


la  la     la     la    la    la.  Come,  sound  your  A. 


;?=;?: 


rr 


3?=e-=!»: 


=1^ 


^  ^ 


:fM=ab 


)m—^^M- 


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I'M  A  FORESTER  FREE. 

Allegro  con  spirito. 
f 


E.  Rbtlofp. 


I.  I'm     a  For- es- ter  free  and  bold,  And  hunt  the  wild  wolf  to     his  hold.     I    care   for   nei  -  ther 


monarch's  board  has  bet  -  ter  fare,    A    fat  deer's  haunch  each  day  is  there,  And  costs  me  noth  -  ing, 


heat   nor  cold,  I've  rent   and  tax  -  es      free,     I've  rent        and  tax  -  es,    I've    rent  and  lax  -  es 
I       de-clare;  No    pay   they  get  from    me.     No    pay        they   get,         No    pay  they  get  from 


free.       At  morning  light    I   track  the  roe,  Thro'  brier  and  brake  in  chase  I     go.     Of  rag  -  ing 
me.         I   laugh  at  those  who  toil  for  gold,  Their  freedom's  bought,  their  hearts  are  sold,  So  I'll  be 


jm  •  ^  ^ 


iffzi^ 


.^K-._^K— _-^K ^K- 


S=P"— :pccp=P=P=P=FP 


^ 


1B=JK=N=^ 


:U-=U-- 


|cz4K=^iz:|t 


td:it=i: 


v-n 


l^   I 


/ 


mm^ 


,=^=^-toz:j7[y?tP-lp-h^ 


r-r-tr 


1^  I 


m. 


storms  no         fear    I      know;  At  morning  light,  I  track  the  roe,  Thro' brier  and  brake  in  chase  I  go,  Of 
king  of  the  greenwood  bold,  I  laugh  at  those,  who  toil  for  gold,  their  freedom's  bought,  their  hearts  are  sold,  So 


'.-h    ^■'  ^^ 


fr-^^r- 


■=»-^»—  H 1 ! 


t=i^^ 


t 


l^^tH 


r 


rag:  -    ine  storms  no  fear        I      know.    A     For  -  ester's  life  for  me,  A  Forester's  life    for 


rag  -    ing  storms  no  lear        I      know.    A     For  -  ester's  life  for  me,  A  Forester's  life    for 

I'll         be    king  of  the     greenwood     bold.    A     For  -  ester's  life  for  me,  A  Forester's  life    for 

g=^grj=jgiir:s:zri,'^,iq=:Si:2==«ii:a-T:«=sn:*!i:^: 


zg:r-gigip-r"r-r=^-^^ 


lBz:^i^c1»: 


I 1 1 1 U H 1 1 — u 


trt 


i^u 


l«^  u*  u* 


me, 
me. 


For    -     es-ter's  life     for  me,     A   For  -  es  -  ter's  life   forme.   2.  No 

For     -     es  -  ter's  life     for    me,     A    For  -  es  -  ter's  life   for  me. 


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A  curious  account  of  the  effect  of  various  kinds  of 
music  on  different  animals  is  given  by  a  writer  in  The 
Spectator.  The  general  order  of  the  experiments,  based 
upon  the  supposition  that  animal  nerves  are  not  un- 
like our  own,  was  so  arranged  that  the  attention  of 
the  animals  should  be  first  arrested  by  a  low  and  grad- 
ually increasing  volume  of  sound,  in  those  melodious 
minor  keys  which  experience  showed  them  to  prefer. 
The  piccolo  was  then  to  follow  in  shrill  and  high- 
pitched  contrast ;  after  which  the  flute  was  to  be  played 
to  soothe  the  feelings  ruffled  by  that  instrument. 
Pleasure  and  dislike  were  often  most  strongly  shown 
where  least  expected ;  and  the  last  experiment  indica- 
ted stronger  dislikes,  if  not  stronger  preferences,  in 
the  musical  scale,  jn  the  tiger  than  in  the  most  intelli- 
gent anthropoid  apes.  With  "Jack,"  a  six-months-old 
red  orang-outang,  "  as  the  sounds  of  the  violin  began, 
he  suspended  himself  against  the  bars,  and  then,  with 


one  hand  above  his  head  dropped  the  other  to  hit 
side  and  listened  with  grave  attention.  He  then  crept 
away  on  all  fours,  looking  back  over  his  shoulder, 
like  a  frightened  baby,"  and  covered  himself  with  his 
piece  of  carpet.  Then  his  fear  gave  place  to  pleasure, 
and  he  sat  dovm,  with  smoothed  hair  and  listened  to 
the  music.  The  piccolo  at  first  frightened  him,  but 
he  soon  held  out  his  hand  for  the  instrument  and  was 
allowed  to  examine  it.  "  The  flute  did  not  interest  him, 
but  the  bagpipe,  reproduced  on  the  violin,  achieved  a 
triumph."  The  capuchins  were  busy  eating  their  break- 
fast; "  but  the  violin  soon  attracted  an  audience.  They 
dropped  their  food  and  clung  to  the  bars,  listening, 
with  their  heads  on  one  side,  with  great  attention. 
At  the  first  sounds  of  the  flute  the  macaques  ran  away; 
and  the  piccolo  excited  loud  and  angry  screams  from 
all  sides."  When  the  flute  was  played  to  the  elephant, 
he  stood  listening  with  deep  attention,  one  foot  raised 


yr:^ 


ITT^E  GIRL,  DON'T  YOU  CRY. 

Andante  con  espress.         |^      |         ^    l       |^       I  I         K 


Gbrmam. 


^  s^  W      jg» 

Bro  -  ken  your  doll  is  I  know,  yes,  I    know. 

Bro  -  ken  your  slate  is  I  know,  yes,  I    know. 

Bro  -  ken  your  heart  is  I  know,  yes,  I    know. 


Tenderly. 

1.  Ah,  lit  -  tie  girl,  don't  you  cry,  don't  you  cry  I 

2.  Ah,  lit  -  tie  girl,  don't  you  cry,  don't  you  cry ! 

3.  Ah,  lit  -  tie  girl,  don't  you  cry,  don't  you  cry ! 


Gone  is  your  playhouse,  your  playmates  gone  too. 
Gone  your  old  schoolmates,  your  school  days  all  o'er. 
Gone    the  bright  vision  of  girlhood's  sweet  dreams. 


None  left  to  play  now  but  me,  dear,  and  you. 
Glad,  wild  or  sad,  they  will  come  back  no  more. 
Fad  -  ed  ere  nightfall  your  sun's  golden  beams. 


Ba  -  by-hood's  sorrows  will  soon  pass  you  by. 
Youth,  life  and  love,  dear,  full  soon  you  will  try, 
Heav'n  holdeth  all  for  which  now,  dear,  you  sigh. 


Ah,  lit  -  tie  girl,  don't  you  cry,  don't  you 
Ah,  lit  -  tie  girl,  don't  you  cry,  don't  you 
Ah,    lit  •  tie   girl,  don't  you  cry,  don't  you 


cry  I 
cry; 
cry*. 


^rrH*r^=^^ 


|t=r^Tyip-|i^t£|=:g 


^  ^  \^- 


rrsT 


-t^'-t-- 


from  the  ground  and  the  whole  body  still.  "  But  the 
change  to  the  piccolo  was  resented.  After  the  first 
bar  the  elephant  twisted  round  and  stood  with  its 
back  to  the  performers,  whistling  and  snorting  and 
ttamping  its  feet.  The  violin  was  disliked,  and  the 
tigns  of  disapproval  were  unmistakable."  The  deer 
were  strongly  attracted  by  the  violin,  and  showed 
equal  pleasure  at  the  tones  of  the  flute.  The  ostrich 
seemed  to  enjoy  the  violin  and  the  flute,  though  it 
ihowed  marked  dislike  for  the  piccolo.  "  The  ibexes 
were  startled  at  the  piccolo,  first  rushing  forward  to 
listen,  and  then  taking  refuge  on  a  pile  of  rock,  fix)m 
which,  however,  the  softer  music  of  the  flute  brought 
them  down  to  listen  at  the  railing.  The  wild  asses 
and  zebras  left  the  hay  with  which  their  racks  had  just 
been  filled;  and  even  the  tapir  which  lives  next  door, 
jot  up  to  listen  to  the  violin ;  while  the  flute  set  the 


Indian  wild  ass  kicking  with  excitement.  But  the 
piccolo  had  no  charms  for  any  of  them  and  they  all 
returned  to  their  interrupted  breakfasts."  A  sleeping 
tiger  was  awakened  by  the  soft  playing  of  the  violin 
near  its  cage,  listened  to  the  music  for  a  time  in  a  very 
fine  attitude,  then  purred,  lay  down  again  and  dozed. 
At  the  first  notes  of  the  piccolo,  it  "  sprang  to  its  feet 
and  rushed  up  and  down  the  cage,  shaking  its  head 
and  ears,  and  lashing  its  tail  from  side  to  side.  As 
the  notes  became  still  louder  and  more  piercing,  thb 
tiger  bounded  across  the  den,  reared  on  its  hind  feet, 
and  exhibited  the  most  ludicrous  contrast  to  the  calm 
dignity  and  repose  with  which  it  had  listened  to  the 
violin.  With  the  flute  which  followed,  the  tiger  be- 
came quiet,  the  leaps  subsided  to  a  gentle  walk,  and 
coming  to  the  bars  and  standing  still  and  quiet  once 
more,  the  animal  listened  with  pleasure  to  the  music." 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 

MORNING'S  RUDDY  BEAM. 

Allegro- 


93 
1 


/  Morning's  raddy  beam   tints  the  eastern  «ky, 

'  \  Let  the  sluggard  sleep,  we  most  slumber  shun, 

f  Evening's  gentle  ray    gilds  the  glowing  west, 

\Hap-py  in  his  toil,  roaming  blithe  and  free. 


Up,  comrades,  climb  the  moantain  high; 
Ere  night -fall 

Each  hunt  -  er  sighs  for  home  and  rest; 
O       hant- 


Jr-^ 


hoB  -  or  must  be  won.  f  Haste,  haste,  haste,  haste,  the  mer  •  ry  bn  -  gle  sounding.  Chides  onr  de  - 
\  Haste,  hasie,  haste,  haste,  o'er  rock  and  glacier  bounding.  Soon  each  gallant 

ddne'ithelifefcr  me.  (Haste,  haste,  haste,  haste,  with  spoils  in  plenty  la  •  den.  Each  one  is 
\  Haste,  baste,  haste,  haste,  ftmd  wife  or  anxioos  maiden.  Waits  her  gallant 


fcj  m:: 


t 


^3E5^5^ 


ky,  chides   car  de  -  lay.l 

konterwill  single  oat  his  prey./ 
stored,  each  one  is  stored.  1 
knnter  oroond  the  hnmble  board,  j 


{Morning's  mddy  beam 
Let  the  slu^ard  sleep, 
f  Evening's  sentle     ray 
\Hap-i)y    m  each  tarfl. 


tints  the  eastern  sky, 

we  must  slumber  sboa, 

gilds  the  globing  west, 

roaming  bUtlie  axA  free, 

J.' 


Up,  comrades,  climb  the  mountain  higE; 

Ere  night -fall 

Each  hunt  -  er    sighs  for  home  and  rest 

Oh,  hunt  •  cr. 


hon  •  or  most  be  won.     Tta  la  la  la  la   la 
thine's  the  life  for  me.     Tkalalalala  k 


^ 


t 


-^'-^-;ni^- 


T^- 


te,  la    la  la  la  la 

Tralalaklala    la,       la,        la. 


Tnkkkkk   k,  k   k  k  k  k    k. 

Trakkkkk    k,       k,       k. 


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There  are  clear  indications  that  up  to  the  time  of 
the  Reformation  music  was  in  continual  progress  in 
England.  But,  unfortunately,  the  Wars  of  the  Roses 
and  the  ruthless  destruction  which  accompanied  the 
suppression  of  the  monasteries,  the  only  homes  of  art  ol 
all  kinds  in  those  rough,  savage  days,  have  obliterated 
all  but  the  rarest  indications.  But  it  is  certain,  not 
only  from  the  treatises  and  compositions  of  the  four- 
teenth and  fifteenth  centvuies  that  have  survived,  but 
from  the  splendor  of  the  English  school,  when  we 
again  encounter  it  about  1520,  that  in  the  interval  our 
music  had  been  growing  and  flourishing,  as  everything 


in  England  grows  and  floxirishes  when  it  really  seize* 
hold  of  the  English  people.  Palestrina  ( from  1550  to 
1 600)  no  doubt  wrote  more  nobly  than  any  of  his  contem- 
poraries, including  our  own  Tallis  and  Byrd;  but  it  is 
not  too  much  to  say  that  the  English  predecessors  of 
Tallis  and  Byrd —  Edwards,  Redford,  Shepperd,  Tye, 
White,  Johnson  and  Marbecke,  who  date  from  150a 
to  1550,  were  much  in  advance  of  any  of  the  prede- 
cessors of  Palestrina  on  the  Continent.  For  they  were 
their  equals  in  science  and  they  far  surpass  them  in 
tunefulness  and  what  I  may  call  the  common  sense  of 
their  music.     Their  compositions   display  a  "sweet 


CASTLES  IN   SPAIN. 

[ALADDIN.] 


V.  Bbllini. 
Jambs  Russbll  Lowbll. 


1.  When        I       was     a    beg  -  gar  -  ly        boy, 

2.  Since      then      I    have  toiled  day  and   night. 


And      lived   in     a    eel     -    lar 

I  have  mon  -  ey  and  power,  a    good 


damp,        I  had    not    a  friend,  nor  a       toy, 

store.  But  I'd  give    all  my  lamps  sil  -  ver  bright, 


But  I      had       Al- lad'- din's 
For      one  that  is    mine      no 


i 


rsM 


4-> 


la 


i*^F*i-*r*rH-ii«iH"-j 


-H 1 1     4*1 h 


U   5. 

lamp;  When  I  could   not      sleep   for  cold, 

more;     Take,     Fortune,  whatev  -  er  you     choose. 


I    had    fire  e  •  nough  in    my 

You     gave  and  may  snatch  it     a- 


brain        And      builded,  with  roofs  of        gold.         My      beau  -  ti  -  ful  cas  -  ties  in  Spain ! 
gain;        I  have  nothing 'twould  pain  me  to  lose,         For  I  own  no  more  cas  -  ties  in  Spain  I 


reasonableness,"  a  human  feeling,  a  suitability  to  the 
words  and  a  determination  to  be  something  more  than 
a  mere  scientific  and  mechanical  puzzle,  which  few,  if 
anv,  of  the  Continental  composers  before  1550  can  be 
faid  to  exhibit.  I  have  only  to  mention  the  familiar 
title  of  the  charming  madrigal,  "  In  going  to  my 
lonely  bed,"  to  convince  many  of  this  truth.  Such 
was  our  position  in  the  first  half  of  the  sixteenth  cen- 
tury; and  the  half  century  following  is  the  splendid 
time  of  English  music,  in  which  the  illustrious  names 
♦f  Morley,  Weekes,  Wilbye,  Ford,  Dowland  and 


Orlando  Gibbons  shine  like  stars.  These  names  may 
be  unknown  to  some  of  you,  but  the  men  existed  and 
their  works  live — live  not  alone  by  reason  of  their 
science,  their  pure  part-writing  and  rich  harmonies, 
but  by  the  stream  of  beautiful  melody  which  flows 
through  all  their  works — melody  which  is  ear-haunting 
even  to  our  modem  and  jaded  natures  and  which  has 
no  parallel  elsewhere.  Those  of  you  who  have  heard 
such  works  as  the  "  Silver  Swan,"  by  Gibbons,  and 
"  Since  first  I  saw  your  fiace,"  by  Ford,  will,  I  am 
sure,  endorse  my  favorable  opinion. — Arthur  Sullivan^ 


-^ 


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SING,  SMILE,  SLUMBER. 

[CANTI,  RIDI,  DORMI.] 


95. 


Victor  Hogo. 
Charles  Gounod. 


^^^PP 


1.  When  at  twi  -  light  so  softly  thy  voice  breaks  into  song, 

2.  When  the  smile  on  thy  lip  chases  doubt  far  from  my  breast, 

3.  In  the  silence  of  night  when  mine  eye,  vigil  doth  keep, 
I.  Quand  tu  chan-tes  ber-c6-e   Le  soir  entre  mes     bras, 


Can'st  thou  tell  the  sweet  mem'ries  of 
All  my  gloom  is  dispelled  and  for— 
And  thy  lips    murmur  softly   of 
Entends  tu       ma  pen-se-e  Qui 


old      that  round  me  throng, 
ev  -  er  in  light      I       rest, 
love,  e'en  in      thy  sleep, 
te_     repond      tout     bas. 


All  the  dear  happy  days  then  return  to  me, hallowed  by  thee. 
In  thy  sweet  smile  confiding,  'tis  innocence  only  I  see. 
Ah !  the  sight  of  thy  beauty  my  soul  with  rapture  doth  fill. 
Ton  doux  chant  me  rappelle  les  plus  beaux  de  mes  jours ; 


fr         I 1 


A^! 
Ah  I 
Ahl 
Ah! 


then  sing,  ah !  sing  for  -  ev 
then  smile,  ah !  smile  forev 
then  slumber  on  my  fair 
Chantez,  chantez,  ma    bel 


er,  then  sing,  ah !  sing  to  me,  Then  sing,   ah !  sing  for- 

er,  then  smile,  ah !  smile  on  me.  Then  smile,  ah !  smile  for- 

one,  ah !  slumber,  slumber  still.  Then  slum  -  ber  fair  one,, 

le,  chantez,  chantez  tou  -  jours,  chantez,      chantez,  ma 


U     I  u 

ever,  sing  still  to      me.    Ah ! 
ever,  smile  still  on    me.     Ah ! 
slum  -  ber,  slumber  still.     Then 
belle,  chantez  tou  -  joars,  chan  -  tez. 


U 

sing     for 
smile  for 


ev-er,  still 
ev-er,  still 


sing 
smile 


to 
on 


me. 
me. 


ma         belle,    chan    -    tez 


tea 


jours. 


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St.  Stephanos,  the  Sabaite,  was  a  monk  of  the  mon- 
astery  of  Sabas,  where  he  was  placed  by  his  uncle, 
St.  John  Damascene.  Here  he  found  St.  Cosmas,  who 
contributed  not  a  little  to  form  his  style — a  thing  not 
difficult,  for  Stephen  entered  the  monastery  as  a  boy  of 
ten.  He  remained  within  these  walls  fifty-nine  years. 
Dr.  Neale  speaks  of  the  Latin  stanzas  of  "Art  Thou  Wea- 
ry" as  being  "very  sweet" — but  his  own  rendering  is 
quite  free.  The  original  is  of  the  eighth  century.  Stephen 
was  bom  in  725  and  died  in  794,  and  this  is  the  finest 
of  his  hymns.    Miss  Sally  Pratt  McLean  has  used  this 


familiar  hymn  in  her  story  of  "  Cape  Cod  Folks."  1\ 
is  the  duet  which  George  Qlver  and  Benny  Cradlebow 
sing  together  as  they  are  mending  the  boat  just  before 
Cradlebow's  heroic  death.  Captain  Arkell  tells  of  it 
thus :  "  By  and  by,  him  and  George  Olver  struck  up  a 
song.  I've  heem  'em  sing  it  before,  them  two.  As 
nigh  as  I  calc'late,  it's  about  findin'  rest  in  Jesus,  and 
one  a  askin'  questions,  all  far  and  squar',  to  know  the 
way  and  whether  it's  a  goin'  to  lead  thar  straight  or 
not,  and  the  other  answerin'.  And  he — he  was  a  tink- 
erin',  'way  up  on  the  foremast.   George  Olver  and  the 


NOW  ALL  THE  BELLS. 


Eastkk  Carol, 


f^ 


fasi.-^    ^      1  I         ^^^ 

1.  Al-le-lu  -  ia!  AI  -  le - 

2.  Al-le-lu  -  ia !  Al  -  le  - 

3.  Al-le-lu  -  ia !  Al  -  le  - 

f^  h  J      !    >  > 


ia!  Al-le  -  lu 
ia!  Al-le  -  lu 
ia!   Al-le  -  lu 


ia.< 
ia! 


Now  all  the  bells  are  ring  -  ing, 
O  has -ten  we  to  meet  him. 
Still,    Je  -  sus!  we  a  -  dore    thee 


To  welcome  Easter  Day,  And  we  with  joy  are  sing  -  ing  Our  car  -  ol  sweet  and  gay. 
With  our  companions  dear.  With  love  and  awe  to  greet  him,  As  he  is  draw -ing  near; 
With  faith  which  may  not  fail;  Still  as  we  kneel  be  -  fore    thee.    We  hear  thee  say  "  All  hail  1 " 


For  Je  -  sus  hath  a  -  ris  -  en 
Of  old  his  friends  were  bidden 
Thou,  who  art  now  de  -  scending 


From  Joseph 
To  haste  to 
To   raise    us 


s  rocky  cave.  Hath  burst  his  three  days'  pris  -  on, 
Gal  -  i  -  lee:  Still  in  his  Church, all  glo-rious, 
up    to    thee,    An    East  -  er  -  tide  un  -   end  -  ing 

le  q?:  If:  q?:  ijt  ^^ 


And  triumphed  o'er  the  grave 
Our  ris  -  en  Lord  will  be 
Grant  us  in  heaven  to      see 


Al-le  -  lu 
Al-le-lu  - 
Al-le  -  lu  - 


Al-le-lu  -  ia!  Al-le  -  lu 
Al-le  -  lu  -  ia!  Al-le  -  lu 
Al-le-  lu  -   ia!   Al-le  -  lu 


ial 
ia! 
ia! 


rest  of  \is  was  astern,  and  I'll  hear  to  my  dyin'  day 
how  his  voice  came  a  floatin'  dovm  to  us  thar— chantin' 
like  it  was— cl'ar  and  fearless  and  slow.  So  he  asks, 
for  findin'  Jesus,  ef  ther's  any  marks  to  foUer by;  and 
George,  he  answers  about  them  bleedin'  nail-prints, 
and  the  great  one  in  his  side.  So  then  that  voice  comes 
down  agin',  askin'  ef  thar's  any  crown,  like  other 
kings,  to  tell  him  by;  and  Geoi^e,  he  answers  straight 
about  that  crown  o'  thorns.  Then  says  that  other  voice, 
floatin'  so  strong  and  cl'ar,  and  ef  he  gin  up  all  and 
fellered,  what  should  he  have — what  now  ?  So  George, 


he  sings  deep  o'  the  trial  and  the  sorrowin'.  But  that 
other  voice  never  shook,  a  askin'  and  what  if  he  held 
to  him  to  the  end,  what  then  should  it  be — ^what  then  ? 
George  Olver  answers,  '  Forevermore,  the  sorrowin* 
ended — Death  gone  over.'  Then  he  sings  out,  like  his 
mind  was  all  made  up.  And  if  he  undertook  it,  would 
he  likely  be  turned  away?'  'An'  it's  likelier,'  George 
answers  him, '  that  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass.'  So  I'll 
hear  it  to  my  dyin'  day — ^his  voice  a  floatin'  down  from 
above  thar,  askin'  them  questions  that  nobody  could 
ever  answer  like,  so  soon  he  answered  'em  for  himMll** 


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OH,  FOR  A  THOUSAND  TONGUES. 

-J — x 


ChARLBS  WBSI.BT. 

Casl  G.  Glasbr.  "Azmom.' 


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2.  My      gra  -  cious    Mas   -    ter       and     my    God,      As    -    sist     me      to         pro   -    claim, 

3.  Je   -    sus!     the   name      that  charms  our  fears.      That     bids    our      sor  -   rows      cease; 


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my  God- and  King,  The  tri-umphs  of  His  grace! 
the  earth  a  -  broad,  The  hon  -  ors  of  Thy  name, 
the        sin  -  ner's   ears,      'Tis       life,    and    health,   and      peace. 


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He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin. 

He  sets  the  prisoner  free; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean; 

His  blood  availed  for  me. 


Hear  Him,  ye  deaf;  His  praise,  ye  dumb. 
Your  loosened  tongues  employ; 

Ye  blind,  behold  your  Saviour  come; 
And  leap,  ye  lame,  for  joy. 


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J.  H.  Hopkins.  "Nkalb.' 


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art       thou      Ian   -  guid.      Art    thou    sore    dis  -  tressed? 

Guide? 
-    doms  ? 


Art  thou       wea    -    ry, 

Hath  He  marks      to  lead  me        to        Him,      If       He       be      my 

Is  there       di     -     a    -  dem,  as        Mon  -  arch,      That    His    brow     a 

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"Come  to  Me,"  saith  One,  "and  com  -  ing.  Be  at  rest." 
"In  His  feet  and  hands  are  wound-prints.  And  His  side." 
"Yea,       a     crown,     in         ve    -    ry      sure    -   ty.      But      of    thorns." 


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If  I  find  Him,  if  I  follow, 
What  His  guerdon  here? 
**Many  a  sorrow,  many  a  labor, 
Many  a  tear." 
If  I  still  hold  closely  to  Him, 
What  hath  He  at  last? 
•'Sorrow  vanquished,  labor  ended, 
Jordan  passed." 

GLORIA    PATRP. 


If  I  ask  Him  to  receive  me. 
Will  He  say  me  nay? 
"Not  till  earth,  and  not  till  Heaven 
Pass  away." 
Finding,  following,  keeping,  struggling, 
Is  He  sure  to  bless  ? 
"  Saints,  apostles,  prophets,  martyrs. 
Answer,  Yes."    Amen. 


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Son,      And      to     the      Ho  -  Yy      Ghost; 
shall  be.  World  without     end,    A   -  men. 


Glory  to  be  to  the  Father,  and 

As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and 


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I  KNOW  A  BANK. 

AUtgrltto. 


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1 .  I  know  a  bank  whereon  the  wild  Lhyme  grows,  I  know  a  bank  whereon  the  wild  thyme  grows,^Vhere 

2.  I  know  a  bank  whereon  the  wild  Uiyme  grows,  With  sweet  musk  roses  and  with  eglantine ;  There 


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Sleeps  Ti  •  tan  •  ia  sometime  of  the  night.  Lulled  in  these  fiow'rs  with  dances  and  delight,  I 


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Allegretto.  \ 


know  a  bank  whereon  the  wild  thyme  grows.  The  wild  thyme  grows.  Tnere  sleeps  the  fairy  queen. 


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la,  la,  la,  la,  la,        la,     la,        la,     la,      la,  la,  la,  la,   la,   la,    la,    la,     la,    la,         la. 


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Lulled    in      their    (lowers.      With  dances  and  de  -  light.  With   dan  -  ces  anc 


l,ulled    in      their    (lowers,      With  dances  and  de  -  light. 


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dan  •  ces  and    de  •  Oght^ 

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With    das  •ces  and   de  •  ll^it. 


light,  With  dan -ces  and  de  -  hght,       and  de  -  light.   With    dan         •         «         • 


AH,  FOR  WINGS  TO  SOAR. 


ULLIKK. 

Prima  IDonna  Waltz. 


jD    Espresston.  ^■<_^i 

1.  Ah !     for  wings  to  soar 

2.  Ah!     for  one  sweet   word, 

3.  Ah !     for  one  bright   smile, 


O'er  the  dark  blue  sea. 
Whispered  in  mine  ear. 
Full    of  love's  sweet  art. 


Speed-ing  from  this 
Stir  -  ring,  as        it 
Strong  to  cheer  and 


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ex  -  ik  shore,  To  live  in  peace  with  thee  The  years  seem  bright  when  hope's  soft  star  Shone 
oft  hath  stirred,  My  heart  with  mem'ries  dear.  The  years  roll  on,  and  hope  once  strong  Grows 
charmed  to  wiL'  Each  sor  -  row  from  the     heart.      No  stranger's  words  can  comfort  bring,  No 


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out  in  light  a  -  cross  our  way,  And  ev  -  'ry  hill  and  vale  a  -  far  Was  gladden'd  by  its  ray. 
faint  and wea  - ry  with  de  lay  Ah,  me!  how  earnest- ly  I  long  To  thee  to  fly  a  -  way! 
stranger's  smile  give  joy  to  me ;  Oh :  for  some  sea-bird's  buoyant  wmg  To  bear  me  home  to  thee ! 


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YEOMAN'S  WEDDING  SONG. 


PrTNCB  POOTATOWSn. 

Words  by  Maria  X.  Hatss. 


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Allegreito  giojoio. 


1.  Dingdong,dingdong,dingclong,  I  lovethesong, 

2.  Ding  dong,  ding  dong,  ding  dong,  my  steed,  hie  on, 


For    it        is  my  wedding  mom  -  ing, 

For  the  church  will  soon  be  fill   -    ing,  They 


And     the     bride    so       gay  in    fine    ar  -  ray,  For    the       day  will     be    now     a- 

must    not      wait,  they      must       not  wait,    For  were  we    late,  they'd  deem  the  groom  un- 


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Tho'  I've  little     wealth  but  sov'reign     health, 
The      smi  is  high  in  the  morning       sky,  And  the 


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And      am         but     a    yeoman      free, 
lark      o'er  our     heads    doth  sing. 


When  heart  joins  hand,  there's  none    in    the 
A        bri   -    dal  song     as  we    gal  -  lop    a- 


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Can      be        rich  -  er    in    joys    than        we.  Ding  dong,  dingdong,  we'll  gallop  a- 
Keep -ing       time     to    the  bells   as  they  ring.  Dingdong,dingdong,we'll  gallop  a- 


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scorning;      Thro' the  valley  we'll  haste,   for    we've  no    time     to  waste. 


As  this 


HARK  I  I  HEAR  AN  ANGEL  SING. 


-irJ'.N'i'l'J  l^:!J^'.^ 


W.  C.  Bakbk. 
R.  G.  Shmtal. 


V   Andante 


1.  Hark  I   I  hear  an  angel   sing,     Angels  now  are  on  the  wing,    And  their  voices  ringing  clear^ 

2.  Just  beyond  yon  cliff  of  snow,     Sil- ver  rivers  brightly  flow;  Smiling  woods  and  fields  are  seen, 

3.  Look  1  eh,  look,  the  southern  sky  Mirrors  fiow'rs  of  ev'ry  dye.    Children  tripping  o'er  the  plain. 


Tell  us  that  the  Spring  is  near.  Dost  thou  hear  them,  gentle  one,  Dost  thou  see  the  glorious  son 
Mantled  in  a  robe  of  green;  Birds  and  bees  and  t^ooksandflow'rs.Tellusallof  vernal  hours; 
Spring  is  coming  back  again.  Spring  is  coming,  shouts  of  glee.  Singing  birds  on  bush  and    tree, 


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Ris    -    ing  higher  in  the  sky.  As  each  day,  as  each  day  it  p^es  by  ?     Hark !  I  hear  an  angel  sing. 
There  the  l^ds  are  weaving  lays  For  the  happy,  the  happy  Springtime  days.  Just  beyond  yon  cliff  of  snow, 
And    the  bee  it  merry  hums,  For  the  Springtime  comes,  it  comes,  it  comes.  Hark  1 1  hear  an  angel  sing^ 


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Angels  now  are  on  the  wing.  And  their  voices  singing  clear.  Tell  us  that  the  Spring  is  near. 
Sil  -  ver  rivers  brightly  flow.  Smiling  woods  and  fields  are  seen.  Mantled  in  a  robe  of  green. 
Angels  now  are  on  the  wing.  And  their  voices  singing  clear,    Tell  us  that  the  Spring  is  near. 


By  pennisiion  Oliver  Ditson  Company,  ownen  of  copyrigfat.  An  Aibor  Day  Song. 


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Why  are  certain  violins  of  more  value  than  others  ? 
Accurate  judgment  is  a  matter  which  depends  on  the 
union  of  so  many  qualities  that  it  is  rare  indeed  to  find 
two  opinions  completely  alike.  Nevertheless  there 
are  a  few  instruments  which,  by  universal  consent, 
have  become  the  standard  of  taste.  An  appeal  to 
tliese  famous  violins  must  decide  what  is  that  tone 
which  confers  the  immense  value  which  some  violins 
have  reaUzed,  the  distinguishing  characteristics  of  tone 
of  the  violins  made  by  Nicholas  Amati,  Stradivarius, 
and  Guarnerius,  the  Raphaels,  Titians,  and  Claudes 
of  the  musical  world.  In  some  violins  there  is  ap- 
parent power  under  the  ear,  arising  from  coarseness. 
This  is  a  species  of  power  which  is  observable  chiefly 
by  the  player.     The  listener,  especially  if  at  a  little 


distance,  docs  not  hear  this  power.  The  tone  is 
clogged  and  thickened  with  the  resinous  particles 
that  have  remained  in  the  wood,  and  which,  perhaps, 
from  its  nature,  may  never  leave  it  altogether,  and  Uie 
vibration  is  not  tlierefore  perfect.  Another  cause  of 
false  power  is  a  certain  imperfect  build  wherein  the 
parts  are  not  properly  calculated,  as  in  the  fine  Cre- 
mona instruments.  What  is  real  power  ?  It  is  simply 
musical  tone,  divested  of  all  adventitious  qualities. 
When  tone  of  this  class  is  heard  near,  the  effect  is 
charming  to  the  ear.  When  heard  afar  off,  it  seems 
to  swell  out,  becoming  grand,  glorious!  Who  that 
has  heard  a  great  player  on  a  fine  instrument,  has  not 
been  astonished  at  the  immense  quantity  of  tone  which 
arises  from  this  exceedingly  fine  quality? — Pearce. 


WEAR  A  BRIGHT  SMILE, 

\  Andante. 


Wear  a  bright  smile,  tho'  the  dark  cloud  of  sorrow    Dim  for  a  while  Hope's  bright,  sunny  ray;' 


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Wear  a  bright  smile,  for  per-  haps  by  to-mor-row,  The  grief  that  oppresses  will     van-ish  a  -  way. 


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1 .  Wear  a  bright  smile,  forget    grief  and  sighing, 

2.  Wear  a  bright  smile,  for  sad- ness  is     o  -  ver. 


Ban  -  ish  each  canker  that   preys  on  the  heart : 
Let    us  en -joy  ev-'ry     mo-mentthat    flies. 


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JAMIE'S  ON  THE  STORMY  SEA. 


Bbknako  Cotbst. 


:s=SS: 


:S=S±* 


■^'  -w-w  -w-  -^ 

1.  Ere    the   twilight  bat  was   flitting,   In      tHe  sun -set,   at      her  knitting,  Sang    a    lone   -   \j 

2.  Warmly  shone  the  sunset  glowing;  Sweetly  breath'd  the  young  flow'rs  blowing;  Earth  with  beauty 

3.  Cur  -  few  bells  re  -  motely    ringing     Mingled  with  that  sweet  voice  singing,  And   the   last     red 

4.  How  could  I   but  list,  and  linger,   To    the  song,  and  near  the  sin  -  ger.  Sweetly   woo  -  ing 


maid  •  en,  sit -ting  Un  -  derneath  her  threshold  tree;  And,  ere  daylight  died  be-fore 
o  -  ver- flow-ing.  Seemed  the  home  of  love  to  be.  As  those  an -gel  tones  as-cending, 
ray  seemed  clinging,  Lin-geringly  to  tower  aud  tree ;  Near-er  as  I  came,  and  nearer, 
Heav'n  to  bring  her  Ja  -  mie    from    the   storm  -  y    sea;  And  while  yet  her  lips  did  name  me. 


P         B — ^^  -s# 1#- ha- 


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.     ^  J    *i  I  a|— J      g:J~;-| — '•; — ^   '    ^~rg •— •^ 


And  the  vesper  stars  shone  o'er  us,  Fit-ful  rose  her  tender  chorus, "  Jamie's    on    the    stormy  sea." 

With  the  scene  and  season  blending.  Ever  had  the  same  low  ending, «'  Jamie's  on  the    stormy   sea." 

Finer  rose  the  notes,  and  clearer !  Oh! 'twas  Heaven  itself  to  hear  her,  "Jamie's  on  the  stormy  sea!" 

Forth  I  sprang,  my  heart  o'ercame  me ;  "Grieve  no  more,  love,  I  am  Jamie,  Home  returned  to  love  and  thee," 


WHEN  THE  GREEN  LEAVES. 


^  ^  ^  '^ 

1.  When  the  green  leaves  come  again,  my  love,  When  the  green  leavescome  again.  Why  put  on  a  dark  and 

2.  Ah !  the  spring  will  still  be  like  the  last,  Of  its  prom  -  ise  false  and  vain.  And  the  summer  die  in 

3.  So  the  seasons  pass,  and  so  our  lives,  Yet  I   nev  -  er     will  complain;  But  I  sigh,  while  yet  I 


cloud  -  y    face.  When  the  green  leaves.  When  the  green  leaves.  When  the  green  leaves  come  again? 
•win-ter'sarms,  Ere     the  green  leaves.  Ere  the  green  leaves,    Ere  the  green  leaves  come  a-gain. 
know  not  why.  When  the  green  leaves.  When  the  green  leaves,  When  the  green  leaves  come  again. 


Jfay,  lift  up  your  thankful  eyes,  my  love! 

Thinking  less  of  grief  or  pain ; 
for  as  long  as  hill  and  vale  shall  last. 

Will  the  green  leaves  come  again. 


Sure  as  earth  lives  under  winter's  snow. 
Sure  as  love  lives  under  pain, — 

It  is  good  to  sing  with  every  thing, 
When  the  green  leaves  come  again/ 


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SEE  AT  YOUR  FEET. 


M.  W.  Baltb. 
From  "  Bohemian  Gnu..' 


1.  See    at  your  feet   a  suppliant  one,  Whose  place  should  be    your  heart; 

2.  Oh!  do  not  spurn  the  only  friend  On    whom  she  could      de  -  pend; 


Behold  the  on  -  ly 
I      was  the  on  -  ly 


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ing    thing      Towhichshe  had    to 
ing    thing      To  which  she  had    to 


cling, 
cling : 


And  saved  her  life,watch'd  o'er  her  years. 
And  saved  her  life,watch"d  o'er  her  years. 


With 
With 


all  the  fondness  faith  endears,  And  her  affection 
all  the  fondness  faith  endears,  And  her  affection 


won.     Rend  not  such  ties      a  -  part, 
won.     Rend  not  such  ties      a  -  part. 

A. 


WHO  IS  SYLVIA? 

Moderate. 


SZ jA   i     M — L^. 


Franz  Scbubebt. 

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■si  *  ^ 

1.  Who  is     Syl  -  via? 

2.  Is  she  kind    as 

3.  Then  to  Syl  -  via 


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That  all  our  swains  commend  her? 
For  beau  -  ty  lives  with  kind  •  ness. 
That    Syl  -via       is      ex  •  eel  •  ling: 


That     a    -    dor  -  ed       she 
And,  being  heal'd,  he    there 
Gar  •  lands    to  her       let 


might 
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be, 
dwell, 
bring. 


That  a  -  dor  -  ed  she  might  be. 
And,  being  heal'd,  he  there  doth  dwell. 
Gar  -  lands    to      her    let       ns         bring. 


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BATTLE-HYMN  OF  REPUBLIC. 

Allegretto. 


Jo  LI  A  Ward  Hows. 


»     , Allegretto. ^  N      V^      fc      N  Si 


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1.  Mine     eyes  have  seen  the   glo   -   ry    of        the  com  -  ing  of       the 

2.  I    have  seen  Him    in  the  watch  -  fires  of         a    hun  -  dred  cir  -  cling 

3.  I    have  read     a       fie    -  ry    gos  -   pel,  writ       in   bur  -  nished  rows  of 

4.  He  has  sound-ed    forth  the  trum  -  pet  that     shall  nev   -   er    call      re 

5.  In  the  beau  -  ty       of  the   lil    -  ies,  Christ  was  born       a  -  cross    the 


Lord; 

camps 

steel; 

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sea. 


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loosed  the  fate  -  ful  light-ning  of     His  ter 
read    His  righteous  sen- tence  by   the  dim 
He  -  ro,  bom    of  wom  -  an,  crush  the   ser 
swift,  my  soul,  to    an-swerHim!  be   ju 
died     to  make  men  ho  -  ly,  let      us    die 


-   ri-ble  swiftsword.  His  truth  is  marching  on. 

and  flar  -  ing  lamps.  His  day  is  marching  on. 

•  pent  with  his  heel,  Since  God  is  marching  on.'* 

■  bi-lant,  my  feet!    Our  God  is  marching  on. 

to  make  men  free,  "While  God  is  marching  on. 


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Thb  meet  faT»rable  period  in  the  whole  school  life 
for  Uying  a  solid  foundation  for  the  intelligent  ren- 
dering of  music  is  the  first  three  years,  and  here  is 
where  we  must  make  a  more  sensible  and  intelligent 
beginning.  We  need  first  to  appreciate  the  ability  of 
the  little  child  to  learn  the  elements  of  music.  This 
we  shall  never  know  till  we  learn  better  how  to  pre- 
sent these  elements  in  their'  simplicity,  in  accordance 
with  the  mental  laws,  by  which  the  mind  acquires  a 


knowledge  of  all  subjects.  The  supposition  has  been 
that  little  children  could  not  be  taught  to  read  music 
intelligently,  simply  because  it  had  not  been  generally 
and  successfully  accomplished.  The  failure  has  not 
been  on  account  of  inability  on  the  part  of  the  chil- 
dren to  learn  music,  nor  on  account  of  the  notation 
by  which  it  is  represented,  as  some  would  have  us  to 
believe,  but  on  account  of  a  lack  of  knowledge  among 
those  employed  in  the  teaching  of  this  subject. — Bolt. 


§ 


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Thomas  C.  Latto. 


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Andantt  con  moto  esj/ress. 

1.  O  land  of  saints,  of  streams  and  song,  And  sorrow  wild  as  Benshee's  wail,  The  hundred  harps  of 

2.  The  glo-ry  of     a  thousandyearsis  not  to  van  -  ish  like    a  dream.  We  swear  it   by     the 


Ta  •    ra  long  To  swell  the  cry    of     In  -  nis- fail.  Whose  modest  maidens  watch  and  pray  For 
quenchless  tears  That  o'er  the  grave  of  Emmet  stream;  Green  flag  be  foremost    as     of  yore;  Thy 


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help  that  comes  from  Heav'n  alone ;  Whose  stalwart  sons  sus  -  tain  the  sway  In      ev  -  'ry  em  -  pire 
pri  -  mal  strength,  lov'd  islo,  renew ;  Thy  honors  bright' ning  more  and  more,  Long  as    a  shamrock 


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save  their  own.     O    In  -  nis-fail,  my  own  dear  isle,  Tho'  ling'ring  years  of  wrong  be  thine,  The 
drinks  the  dew.    O    In  -  nis-fail,  my  own  dear  isle,  Tho'  ling'ring  years  of  wrong  be  thine.  The 

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CHURCH  MILITANT. 


U^MA^ 


Rbgikald  Hbbbr,  1827 
H.  S.  CuTLBR.  "All  Saints.' 


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1.  The  Son    of  God  goes  forth  to  war,  A  kingly  crown  to      gain; 

2.  The  mar- tyr  first,  whose  eagle  eye  Could  pierce  beyond  the  grave, 

3.  A      glorious  band,  the  chos  -  en  few,  On  whom  the  Spirit     came : 

4.  A      no  -  ble  army,  men  and  boys.  The  matron  and  the    maid, 


His   blood-red  banner 

Who  saw  his     Master 

Twelve  valiant  saints,  their 

Around  the  Saviour's 


streams  a  -  far.  Who  follows  in  His  train? 
in  the  sky,  And  called  on  Him  to  save : 
hope  they  knew.  And  mocked  the  cross  and  flame : 
throne    rejoice,   In    robes  of  light    ar  -  rayed : 


Who  best  can  drink  his  cup  of  woe,  Tri« 
Like  Him,  with  pardon  on  his  tongue.  In 
They  met  the  tyrant's  brandished  steel.  The 
They  climbed  the  steep  ascent  of  Heav'n  Thro' 


-•^  ■*-  iST  -r  "«^  :i:  ••^^ 


umphant    o  ■  ver  pain; 

midst  of  mor  -  tal  pain, 

li  -  en's   go  -  ry  mane; 

per  -  il,   toil,  and  pain: 


Who  pa  -  tient  bears  his  cross  below.  He  follows  in  His  train. 
He  prayed  for  them  that  did  the  wrong :  Who  follows  in  His  train  ? 
They  bowed  their  necks  the  death  to  feel :  Who  follows  in  their  train? 
O    God!     to  us   may  grace  be  given  To  follow    in  their  train! 


'SOFTLY  NOW  THE  LIGHT  OF  DAY. 


DONtZBTTt. 


1.  Soft  -  ly    now  the  light  of  day      Fades  up  -  on    my      sight      a  -  way;  Free  from  care,  from 

2.  Soon  for     me  the  light  of  day      Shall  for  -  ev  -  er        pass      a  -  way ;  Then,  from  sin  and 


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la    -    bor  free.    Lord,    I  would  commune  with  Thee.  Thou,  whose  all  -  per  -  va  -  ding  eye 
sor  -   row  free.    Take  me.  Lord,  to  dwell  with  Thee,  Thou  who,  sin  -  less,  yet  hast  known 


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Naught  escapes,  without,  within.  Pardon  each  in  -  firm  -  i  -  ty,       O  -  pen  fault,  and     se  -  cret   sin. 
All  of  man's  in-  finn-i-ty.  Then,  from  Thine  e  -  ter  -  nal  throne,  Jesus,  look  with  pitying      eye. 


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Presently  George  came  to  the  door  of  the  sick 
room,  and  begged  her  to  go  down  and  sing  to  him. 
Of  course,  in  Uie  house  of  a  dean's  widow  no  music  ex- 
cept sacred  must  be  heard  on  a  Sunday;  but  to  have 
Helen  sing  it,  Geoi^e  would  condescend  even  to  a 
hymn  tune;  and  there  was  Handel,  for  whom  he  pro- 
fessed a  great  admiration !  .  .  .  Although  she  had  often 
sung  from  Handel  for  his  pleasure,  content  to  reproduce 
the  bare  sounds  which  both  they  and  the  words  repre- 
sented, she  positively  refused  this  evening  to  gratify  him. 
She  would  sing  from  "The  Creation"  if  he  liked,  but 


nothing  out  of  "  The  Messiah"  would  she  or  could  she 
sing.  Perhaps  she  could  herself  hardly  have  told  why, 
but  George  perceived  the  lingering  influence  of  the 
morning's  sermon,  and,  more  vexed  than  he  had  ever 
yet  been  with  her,  for  he  could  not  endure  her  to  cherish 
the  least  prejudice  in  favor  of  what  he  despised,  he  said 
he  would  overtake  his  aunt,  and  left  the  house.  The 
moment  he  was  gone,  she  went  to  the  piano,  and  began 
to  sing  "  Comfort  ye."  When  she  came  to  "  Come  un- 
to me,"  she  broke  down.  But  with  sudden  resolution 
she  rose,  and  having  opened  every  door  between  it 


A  HUNDRED  YEARS  TO  COME. 


W.  C.  Broww. 


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1.  Where, where  will  be      the     birds    that  sing,     A     hun  -  dred  years      to    come?        The 

2.  Who'll  press     for  gold    this    crowd  -  ed  street,    A     hun  -  dred  years      to    come?        Who'll 

3.  We         all      with -in     our    graves  shall  sleep,    A     hun  -  dred  years      to    come!         No 


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flowers  that  now  in  beau  -  ty  spring,  A  hun  -  dred  years  to  come  ? 
tread  yon  church  with  will- ing  feet,  A  hun  -  dred  years  to  come? 
liv  -  ing    soul  for      us    will  weep,  A     hun  -  dred  years  to    come  I 

-w — ^P—    ■ 


The  ro  -  sy  lip,  the 
Pale,  trembling  age,  and 
But      oth-er    men  our 


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lof  -  ty  brow.  The  heart  that  beats 
fie  -  ry  youth.  And  child-hood  with 
lands  will    till.    And     oth  -  ers    then 


so  gai  -  ly  now? 
its  heart  of  truth, 
our    streets  will  fill; 


Oh,  where  will  be    love's 
The    rich,    the  poor,    on 
While  oth    -  er  birds   will 


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dred  years  to  come? 
dred  years  to  come? 
dred  years  to     come ! 


beam  -  ing  eye,  Joy's  pleas  -  ant  smile,  and 
land    and  sea.  Where  will  the  might -y 
sing     as  gay.  As  bright  the  sun  slune 


sor  -  row's  sigh,  A  hun 
mil  -  lions  be,  A  hun 
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and  her  brother,  raised  the  top  of  the  piano,  and  then 
Mng  "Come  unto  me"  as  she  had  never  sung  in  her 
life,  nor  did  she  stop  there.  At  the  distance  of  six 
of  tfie  wide  standing  houses,  her  aunt  and  cousin  heard 
her  singing  "  Thou  didst  not  leave,"  with  the  tone  and 
expression  of  a  prophetess— of  a  Maenad,  George  said. 
She  was  still  singfng  when  he  opened  the  door,  but 
when  they  reached  the  drawing-room  she  was  gone. 
She  was  kneeling  beside  her  brother. — Macdonald. 
Thb  profane  never  hear  music ;  the  holy  ever  hear 
ft.  It  is  God's  TOice,  the  divine  breath  audible.  When 


it  is  heard  then  is  a  Sabbath.  It  is  omnipotent.  All 
things  obey  music  as  they  obey  virtue.  .  .  .  Woe  to 
him  who  wants  a  companion,  for  he  is  unfit  to  be  a 
companion  even  of  himself.  We  inspire  friendship  in 
our  fellow-men  when  we  have,  contracted  friendship 
with  the  gods.  .  .  .  The  wood-thrush  launches  forth 
his  evening  strain  firom  the  midst  of  the  pines.  I 
admire  the  moderation  of  this  master.  There  is  nothing 
tumultuous  in  his  song.  There  is  as  great  an  interval 
between  the  thrasher  and  the  wood-thrush  as  between 
Thomson's  "Seasons"  and  Homer. — H.  D.  Tkareau, 


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COME  TO  THE  SPARKLING  FOUNTAIN. 


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Childhood  Songs. 


•|[ — ^— #i-J^4^^gff^ 


1.  Come,  oh,  come  with  me  where  the  sparkling  fountain     Flows      at    the  foot    of    for  -  est-clad 

2.  Come,  oh,  come,  the  stream  is  gushing  free,  Drink  where     wa  -  ter  gleams,  so     cool       to 

3.  Come,  oh,  come  with  me      to       springs  the  fair -est.  Drink,  oh,  drink  with  me  of     nee   -   tar 


mountain ;  While  we  dwell  be-low    our    song  shall         be   "  Pure, bright  water,  no  drink  but  thee ! " 
see;  Hill    and  val- ley  through,  the  glens  a  -  round.     Bless -ings  glad    on    water  a-bound. 

rar  -   est ;  Nev  -  er  shall  it  cause  thee  woe  or    wailing,     Ev     -    er    a  blessing  un  -  fail  -  ing. 


Tra  la    la     la    la       la       la      la     la      la,  Tra  la    la    la     la       la       la      la     la. 


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Wake,  hap  -  py  children,    In    the  dew  -  y  mom.    Wake  when  the  birds  sing  For  the  ro   -  sy 
Play,    hap  -  py  children,    In    the  gold  -  en  noon,     Soon     day    is    end  -  ed  And  the  night  comes 
Sleep,  hap  -  py  children.    In     the  ho  -  ly  night.     Gone      is    the  day -beam.  But    the  stars  are 
Mom,  noon  and  night-time,  God  your  soul  shall  keep,  Wak  -  ing  or  play -ing,  Or      in   qui  -  et 

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Chorus. 


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wake  in  the  rosy  dawn,  Starry  night  is  gone, 
play  in  the  golden  noon.  It  will  fade  too  soon, 
sleep  in  the  holy  night,When  the  stars  are  bright, 
waking  or  sleeping,  God  our  souls  shall  keep. 


dawn.  Wake  at  dawn,  wake  at  dawn.  Oh,. 

soon.    Play  at  noon,  play  at  noon.  Oh, , 

bright.  Sleep  at  night,  sleep  at  night.  Oh,... 
sleep,   Safe  shall  keep,  safe  shall  keep.  Oh, 


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TEA  IN  THE  ARBOR. 


AndanU  n»n  tr»pp«. 


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I.  What  dleasure  folks  feel,  when  they  lire  oat    of   town,  In    the     culture  of   turnip*    and 

a.  I         de-dine    aa      I     can,  when  oft   they  in  -  vite,  For  of      m-ral  de-lights  I'm  no 

3.  I        had  on     thin  shoes  and  the    graT  -  el    was  damp,  The  thought  of  it  made  me  quite 

4.  Of      lit  -  tie    green  flies  on    my  dress  came  a      ho^  And  a      bee  put  me    all  in      a 


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flow  •  eis,  And  getting    a  friend,  now  and  then,  to  come  down  To  look  at  their  walks  and  their 
loT   •    er;  Of     msects  and  rep-tiles    I  can't  bear  the  sight.  They  make  me  to    shudder    all 
nor  -  vous,  From  a  cold,  or  a  m  of   the  gout,  or  the  cramp,   I      said   to    myself, "  Oh  1  pre  ' 
flut  •  ten  A  gr^*^  dad-dy-long-Iegs  stuck  fast  on  my  toast.  And  left  one  of   ^his  limbs  in     the 


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5 


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is  the  taste  of  some  dear  friends  of  mine.  Muter,  Mistress,  and  Miss  Ma -ry 


^^^. 


And  such  is  the  taste  of  some  dear  friends  of  mine.  Mister,  Mistress,  and  Miss  Ma -ry 
How   •    evcr.last  Monday  I  went  there  to  dine;  "I  am  glad  yon  are  come,"  said  Missi 


serve  «sl"       And  when  we  got  there  a  great  frog  made  me  jump,  Which   was  excellent  fun  to  Misfr 
but  •  ter.         In         rath  -  er  bad  temper  I  homeward  diet  jog,  And  next  morning  I  wrote  to  Miss 


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^ — ^  ^  u  u 

Bar  -    bcr.  Who  will  oft  have  me  come  to  their  vil  -  la      to  dine,  And  then  to  take  tea 


:ts=±: 


Bar  -  ber.  Who  will  oft  have  me  come  to  their  vil  -  la      to  dine.  And  tnen  to  take  tea  in    the 

Bar  •  ber,  "  I  know  yon  ¥rill  hke  it,  the  weather's  so  fine,  And  we  all  will  take  tea  in  the 

Bar  -  ber;    Then    there  was    a  long  cat- er  -  pil-lar  fell  plump  In  my  first  cup  of  tea  in    the 

Bar  •  ber,    That      here  in  my  pock -et,   I  found  the  great  frog,  Which  frighten'd  me  first  in  the 


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^u   g  g  IP  u  u  ^  ^^^ 


r  ig  ^!  r  a  g  ig  r 


fefe 


v-h^ 


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rnH^^-l^;J'./^V.J'l^^:/;i^-I^VJ'J:i:^ 


ar  •  bor ;  Where  there  are  sweet  willies  and  daf-fy-down-dil-lies,  Per-fumes  like  the  shop  of    a 

ar  -  bor."  Sweet  lillies  and  willies  and    daf-fy-down-dil-lies,  Per-fumes  like  the  shop  of    a 

ar  •  bor.  Sweet  Ill-lies  and  wiUies  and    daf-fy-doMm-dil-lies,  Per-fumes  like  the  shop  of    a 

ar  •  bar.  «And  though  there  be  lillies  and    daf-fy-down-dil-lies,"  Said   I,   in  mynotetoMisL 


m 


9  4^    ^  1  ^  P  '  I       I      ^*'  —  IT     I*  *  ^    1^  m  ,   ^ 


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FA  VORirE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


Ill 


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I 


bar-ber,  And  ro  -  ses  and  posies  to  scent  up  your  noses ;  Then  come  and  take  tea  in  the  ar  -  bor. 
bar-ber,  And  ro  -  ses  and  posies  to  scent  up  your  noses ;  Then  come  and  take  tea  in  the  ar  -  bor. 
bar-ber,  And  ro  -  ses  and  posies  to  scent  up  your  noses ;  Did  you  ever  take  tea  in  the    ar  -  bor? 
Barber,"And  ro- ses  perfuming,  excuse  from  com  -  ing  A -gain  to  take  tea  in    the    ar  -  bor! 


WHAT  WILL  YOU  DO,  LOVE? 


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Nat  UoFast.- 


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1.  "What  wiH  yon    do,  love,  •whetx  I  am    go-ing,  Witli  white  sail  flow -ing,   the  seas     be- 

2.  "  What  will  you    do,  love,  if    distant      tid-ings  Thy  fond  con  -  fid  -  ings  should  un  -  der- 

3.  "  What  would  you  do,  love,  when  home  re-tum-ing.  With  high  hopes  burning,  with  wealth  for 

^  .^  UK.  .#K.     .m- 


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f^i\l:!lt^'iUPlifi^M 


yond  ?  What  will  you  do,  love,  when  waves  divide  ns.  And  friends  may  chide  us  for  be  »  ing 
mine;  And  I  a  -  bid  -  ing 'neath  sultry  skies.  Should  think  other  eyes  more  bright  than 
you.  If  my  bark,  which  bounded  o'er  foreign  foam.      Were  lost  near  home,  ah  1  what  would  yoa 


fond?"  "Tho' waves  divide  us,  and  friends  be  chiding.  In  faith  a  -  bid  ing,  I'll  still  be  true; 
thine?"  «'0h,  name  it  not,  tho'  brand  of  shame  Were  on  thy  name,  I'd  still  be  true; 
do?"    "So  thou  wert  spared,  I'd  bless  the  mor  -  row.    In  want  and  sor-row,  that  left  me    you; 

J^^ :i^ h   h   h 


And  I'll  pray  for  thee  on  the  stormy  o  -  cean,  In  deep  de-vo-tion;  that's  what  I'll  do." 
But  that  heart  of  thine,  should  an-oth-er  share  it,  I  could  not  bear  it, — ^what  would  I  do?" 
And  I'd  welcome  thee  from  the  wasting  billow.  This  heart  thy  piUow;  that's  what  I'd  do." 


112 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


HALLELUJAH  CHORUS. 

I  Allegro  maettoto.  \  1^    N      H 


O.  F.  Hamdbl. 


Hal-le-lu-jah!     Hal  -  le  -  lu-jah !  Halle  -  lu-jah!  Halle-lu-jah!  Hal-. 


lu-jah!  Hal-le-lu-jah  I 


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^^^^^^J^^jm     J'^-^-^J 


m .    ^  H  i'    1 


hr-^.^  j-jihgij;: 


J-J^^JJ  ^f^ 


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r==m 


V  1      u 

Hal-le-lu-jah!  Halle-lu-jah!  Halle-lu-jah!  Hal-le  -  lu   -jah!     For     the  Lord  God  Omnipotent 


^M^-^ 


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ly  y 


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1^  r\^'^ 

reigneth!  Hal-le  -  lu-jah!  Halle -lujah!  Halle  -  lu-jah!  Halle-lu-jah!   For  the  Lord  God  Omnipotent 


^^ 


reign  -  eth!  Hal-le  -  lu-jah!  Hal-le-lu-jah!  Halle  -  lu-jah!  Hal-le -lu-  jah  I 


.-V.       -^  TT^Tzr^  rrl7!    r~r.lr  r  r"rlrr 


The 


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-JO-I. 


iiim.  '^iiim^\^r^  tT^tt^^H*■ 


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be  -    ( 


kingdom  of  this    world 


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J.^: 


Ffi^irr^TOTp 


-    come  the  kingdom  of  our  Lord,  and  of  his  Christ,  and  of  his 

'  *SJ_J *  ^'^■^^ 


Christ;  and  he  shall  reign  for  ever  and  ever,  King  of    kings 


Halle-lu-jah!  Halle 


T-m 


^.u^m^m 


^ 


k*V 


r:i^ 


?s 


for-ev-cr  and  ct-ct. 


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and  Lord'  >of    lords. 


"3 


i 


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:^=S: 


3^-*r 


'-'=^r^'~r 


lords!  and  he  shall  reign  for  ever  and  ever,  and  he  shall  reign  for  -    ev-erandev     -     -     er.     King  of 


s=* 


C^ 


'T'P'TT^: 


^ — ^^-^H — F-  \m   F 


J^q^itfr 


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and  he  shall  reign  for  -  ev  -  er  and  ev  -  er. 


for-ev  -  er  and  ev  -  er, 


Hal-le  -  lu-jah !  Halle  -  lujah  I  and  he  shall  reign  for-ever,  for 
kings and  Lord  of  lords ! . 


kings,  for-ev  -  er  and  ev  -  er. 


HaUe  -  lu-jah!  Halle  •  hi-jah! 


and 


ev-erandev    -    er.  King  of    kings,  and  Lords  of  lords!  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords  land  he  shall 

^  JS*  .„^  J3.*  ^^  3:  .-^  J3.4S     s 


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reign    for-  ev  -  er  and    ev  -  er  and  ev    -      er,    for-ev-er      and  ev  -  er,      for-ev-er        and 


Z   ?   *  941^^^ 


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ztinta: 


1?-^ 


lords }  Adagio,  ff 


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ev-er,    Hal-le -lu-jah!  Hal-le  -  lu-jah!  Hal-le- lu-jah!  Hal-le-  lu-jah!      Hal-le  -  lu-jah! 


fig: 


1^:e    ^ 


^^Kfftwfr^^i?H-i^^'^'k-"Fi^^^ 


114 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


The  Human  Ear. — How  do  the  vibrations  of 
the  air  speak  to  your  brain  ?  First,  I  want  you  to 
notice  how  beautifully  the  outside  shell  of  the  ear, 
or  concha,  as  it  is  called,  is  curved  so  that  any  move- 
ment of  the  air  coming  to  it  from  the  front  is  caught 
in  it  and  at  once  reflected  into  the  opening  of  the  ear. 
When  the  air-waves  from  any  quarter  have  passed  in 
at  the  opening  of  your  ear,  they  move  all  the  air  in 
the  passage  which  is  called  the  auditory,  or  hearing, 
canal.  This  canal  is  lined  with  little  hairs  to  keep 
out  insects  and  dust,  and  the  wax  which  collects  in 
it  serves  the  same  purpose.  But  if  too  much  wax 
collects,  it  prevents  the  air  from  playing  well  upon 
the  drum,  and  therefore  makes  you  deaf  Across 
the  end  of  this  canal  a  membrane,  partly  called  the 
tympanum,  is  stretched,  like  the  parchment  over  the 
head  of  a  drum,  and  it  is  this  membrane  which  moves 
to  and  fro  as  the  air-waves  strike  on  it.     A  violent 


blow  on  the  ear  will  sometimes  break  this  delicate 
membrane,  or  injure  it,  and  therefore  it  is  verjr 
wrong  to  hit  a  person  violently  on  the  ear.  On  the 
other  side  of  this  membrane,  inside  the  ear,  there  is 
air,  which  fills  the  whole  of  the  inner  chamber  and 
the  tube  which  runs  down  into  the  throat.  Now,  as 
the  drum  of  the  ear  is  driven  to  and  fro  by  the  sound- 
waves, it  naturally  moves  the  air  in  the  cavity  behind 
it,  and  also  sets  in  motion  here  three  most  curious  lit- 
tle bones.  The  first  of  these  bones  is  fastened  to- 
the  middle  of  the  drumhead  so  that  it  moves  to  and 
fro  every  time  this  membrane  quivers.  The  head  of 
this  bone  fits  into  a  hole  in  the  next  bone,  the  anvils 
and  is  fastened  to  it  by  muscles,  so  as  to  drag  it  along 
with  it;  but,  the  muscles  being  elastic,  it  can  draw 
back  a  little  from  the  anvil,  and  thus  give  it  a  blow 
each  time  it  comes  back.  This  anvil  is,  in  its  turn, 
very  firmly  fixed  to  the  little  bone  shaped  like  a 


BRIGHT,  ROSY  MORNING. 


i 


^       Allegrttto. 


"& 


E 


* 


iN^.!?i;j,rij  ^^^. 


1.  The  bright  ro  -    sy        morn-ing 

2.  The  deer  roused  be    -    fore     us, 

3.  The  day's  sport    when      o   -   ^ 


Peeps  o  -  ver  the  hills,  With  blush  -  es  a  - 
A  -  way  seems  to  fly.  And  pants  to  the 
The      fire  -  side    all   bright  But    gives    the      tired 


dorn  -  ing      The     mea-dows  and   fields, 
cho  -  rus      Of      hounds  in      full     cry, 
hun  -  ter      Fresh  charms  for   the    night, 


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bt.  ) 


While  the  mer-ry,  mer-ry,  mer-ry    horn      Calls, 


m 


"Come, come  a 


way, 


A  -  wake  from    your  slum  -  bers,  And    hail    the    new  day." 


SB 


ttV^xt 


V^U    1/  lg 


stirrup  at  the  end  of  the  chain.  This  stirrup  rests 
upon  a  curious  body,  which  looks  like  a  snail-shell 
with  tubes  coming  out  of  it.  This  body,  which  is 
called  the  labyrinth,  is  made  of  bone,  but  it  has 
two  little  windows  in  it,  one  covered  only  by  a  mem- 
brane, while  the  other  has  the  head  of  the  stirrup 
resting  upon  it.  Now  you  will  readily  understand 
that  when  the  air  in  the  auditory  canal  shakes  the 
drumhead  to  and  fro,  this  membrane  must  drag  the 
bammer,  the  anvil,  and  the  stirrup.  Each  time  the 
drum  goes  in,  the  hammer  will  hit  the  anvil,  and 
drire  the  stirrup  against  the  little  window;  every 
time  it  goes  out  it  will  draw  the  hammer,  the  anvil, 
and  the  stirrup  out  again,  ready  for  another  blow. 
Thus  the  stirrup  is  always  playing  upon  this  little 
window.  Meanwhile,  inside  the  bony  labyrinth 
there  is  a  fluid  like  water,  and  along  the  little  pas- 
Hges  are  very  fine  hairs,  which  wave  to  and  fro  like 


reeds;  and  whenever  the  stirrup  hits  at  the  little 
window,  the  fluid  moves  these  hairs  to  and  fro,  and 
they  irritate  the  ends  of  a  nerve,  and  this  nerve  car- 
ries the  message  to  the  brain.  There  are  also  some 
curious  little  stones  called  otoliths,  lying  in  some 
parts  of  this  fluid,  and  they,  by  their  rolling  to  and 
fro,  probably  keep  up  the  motion  and  prolong  the 
sound.  You  must  not  imagine  we  have  explained 
here  the  many  intricacies  which  occur  in  the  ear. 
We  can  only  hope  to  give  you  a  faint  idea  of  it, 
so  that  you  may  picture  to  yourselves  the  air-wave& 
moving  backwards  and  forward  in  the  canal  of  your 
ear,  then  the  tympanum  vibrating  to  and  fro.  the 
hammer  hitting  the  anvil,  the  stirrup  knocking  at 
the  little  window,  the  fluid  waving  the  fine  hairs  and 
rolling  the  tiny  stones,  the  end  of  the  nerve  quiv- 
ering, and  then  in  some  marvelous  way  ( how  we- 
know  not )  the  brain  hearing  the  message. — Buckley^ 


FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


115 


ALL'S  WELL. 

Anda*ite. 


-=»-d-- 


fsf% 


J.  Braham. 


Ml      111  -Tr^-^±v-\->—^ 


usT 


1.  De-sert-ed      by      the  wa   -  ning    moon,  When  skies  proclaim  night's  cheerless      noon        On 

2.  Or  sail  -  ing     on      the  mid  -  nig^t  deep,  Wnile  wea  -  ry      messmates  soundly  ^     sleep,      The 


i»»^_l_, i 1 1 U-, 


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P=^ 


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1«3i=r: 


tn 


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tow  -  er,  fort,    or      tented  ground.  The  sentry  walks  his    lonely  round.The  sen    -      try  walks  his 
careful     watch  patrols    the  deck.  To  guard  the  ship  from  foes  or  wreck,To  guard        the  ship    from- 


F:g=.L^-L-U=4 


:i-^: 


:t2=^=U: 


■Hi *•— H. m-  -H: » V^~r"^A Nc— !»-— b^-  -| hs 1 


:ti=^=l;^|iS5±=^!^te 


I 


^^Se: 


lone  -  ly      round,      The  sen 
foes     or    wreck,      To    guard 


^=M=5 


^ i^» — « -«  — -# — ^ — -m — -0— 


^  \^ — i^  I 

try  walks   his      lone    -      ly    round.  And  should  a     footstep 

the  ship    from    foes  or  wreck.  And  while  his^  thoughts_oft 


T: 


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■b»»        ^'-^la-  .     '^- -I *4-l kh^-=l#-— » 1 *=1-1 ^ — ^- 


^niigS: 


:t^SE 


-1^—i^ 


^    ^    ^    ^  '  [Who  goes 

haply  stray  Where  caution  marks  the  guarded  way,  Where  caution  marks  the  guarded  way.the  guarded  way, 
homeward  veer.Some  friendly  voice  salutes  his  ear,Some  well-known  voice  salutes  his  ear,salutes  his  ear, 

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5=:t 


U=Wcdez:tt=|e=ie==t? 


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W^- 


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1 


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„  V_jk  ^^       I  2wt/.  1st  I    ^    2nd^^'^Sto- 


:t^ 


3^ 


^        ^1        r 

there  ?  Stranger,  quickly      tell!       A  friend.    The  word  ?  Good-night.     All's  .  .      well,      All's, 
cheer  ?  Brother,   quickly      tell !       A  -bove.      Be  -  low  }  Good-night.     All  's  .  .      well,      All 's  . 


¥P^^^ii 


vrell.  The  word,Good-night  ?  AU.all  's  well,    well,    A 


bove.  Be 


m. 


f-fr^^y 


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low,  All,    all's    well 


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The  effect  is  better  when  the  voices  answer  each  other  in  duet  in  the  last  braces  as  indicated. 


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FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


About  the  worst  use  a  congregation  can  make  of  a 
thoir  is  to  leave  it  to  do  the  singing  for  the  people. 
To  say  nothing  of  human  worship  by  proxy,  the  con- 
gregation which  leaves  the  choir  to  do  all  die  singing 
misses  many  advantages.  Yet  this  is  too  often  the 
case,  and  in  some  quarters  increasingly  so.  In  too 
many  places  of  worship  the  work  of  the  choir  is  be- 
coming a  separate  and  independent  performance,  and 
the  body  of  the  congregation  look  on  with  indifference 
or  listen  with  interest,  as  the  case  xa3.y  be.  You  may 
call  it  a  Sunday  concert  in  the  House  of  God,  but 
never  call  it  congregational  worship  when  the  people 
pay  little  heed  to  the  singing,  and  take  little  personal 
part  in  it.    Either  the  congregations  should  take 


more  part  and  interest  in  the  Tocal  worship,  or  letre 
it  to  the  choir  altogether,  merely  following  them, 
programme  in  hand,  as  at  an  oratorio.  Few  congre- 
gations are  prepared  for  such  a  decision  as  would 
exclude  them  altogether  from  the  singing  part  ef 
worship  except  as  listeners.  Then,  if  they  would  not 
give  up  their  right  to  sing,  let  them  show  their  appre- 
ciation of  the  privilege  by  more  skillful  and  hearty 
singing.  Good  congregational  singing  is  not  to  be 
had  without  toil  and  cost.  If  it  could  come  by  merely 
wishing  for  it,  then  many  congregations  would  sing 
much  .better  than  they  do.  They  n-ed  to  inform 
themselves  what  really  is  good  congregational  singing, 
and  then  lay  themselves  out  for  it  accordingly.    A 


WHAT  FAIRY-LIKE  MUSIC. 

i»  ^  Graztoso.    1^         1^         W^ 

"^ — -^  "g^"^'      J'     *Q    ^^^}" 

1.  What    fax  -  ry  -  like    ma  -  sic    steals    o  •  ver    the    sea.       En  -  tran  -  cing    the 

2.  The   winds  are      all  hush' d, and     the     wa- ters     at    rest;    They   sleep  like     the 


^ 


tWl^ 


& 


\^      ^      \^ 


yt     \M     U 


i^ 


sen- ses  with  charm'dmel-o-dy?  Tis  the  voice  of     the    mer- maid,  that  floats  o'er    the 
passions     in     in  •  fan  •  cy's breast;  Till  stormsshall  un  -  chain  them  from  out  their   dark 


m    m    ^ 


mz~»    m    m- 


^    ^ 


w    m    m  -z 


:k-t?-V- 


tg±*-g-g-b^zzztzz=l^ 


^    ]/    U- 


^i  J.^J^^s' 


]^ 


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^^ 


main,   Assnemin-gles  her   song  with  the      gon- do -lier's  strain! 'Tis the  voice  of      the 
cave.  And   break  the      re  ■  pose  of     the     shore  and  the  wave.    Till  storms  shall    un  • 

/ 


mermaid,  that  floats  o'er  the  main.  As  she  mingles  her   song  with  the     gon  -  do  -  lier's  straiiu 
chain  them  from  out  their  dark  cave.  And  break  the  re  -  pose  of    the    shore  and  the   wave. 


w 


E^^ 


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Wrw-w 


-H^-i^-^ 


U  U  L^ 


t?-V-k- 


minister  cannot  from  the  pulpit  give  much  advice 
about  singing.  The  congregation  needs  at  times  to 
be  called  together  apart  from  worship,  and  solely  for 
practice  and  instruction  in  the  vocal  art  A  skillful 
and  judicious  teacher  can  soon  point  out  the  usual 
feults  and  lead  them  on  by  intelligent  practice  to 
better  work.*  Occasional  practice  in  congregational 
singing  is  indispensable,  and  there  is  no  first-class 
work  done  without  it  The  exercises  for  the  produc- 
tion of  the  voice  should  be  gone  through,  as  also 
exercises  in  the  different  intervals  and  through  various 
keys.    A  month's  practice  of  this  kind  will  be  of  more 


use  for  improvement  than  the  singing  of  a  hundred 
tunes.  Those  who  take  part  in  the  psalmody  of  the 
congregation  should  be  encouraged  to  practice  the 
exercises  at  home.  The  unison  practice  has  many  ad- 
vantages, but  it  does  not  supersede  private  practice. 
The  defects  of  the  voice  may  be  pointed  out  very 
clearly  in  the  singing  class,  where  more  or  less  indu 
vidual  instruction  may  be  given,  but  they  can  be 
most  effectually  corrected  by  private  practice;  and 
those  who  will  persevere  in  private  for  only  half  an 
hour  a  day  will  soon  be  able  to  make  a  better 
public  contribution  to  the  general  wurship  of  song. 


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WELCOME  TO  MORNING. 


J.  Offsmbach. 


-Ui^^^Ji^ 


1.  The    sun      is     ris-ingo'er    the      o  -  cean,  The   smil  -  iiig  wa  -  ters  greet  the    day, 

2.  The  birds    flit  o'er  the  dew  -  y     mead-ows ;  They  car  -  ol  sweet  in    branches  high :  ' 

3.  Oh,  come,  let  clouds  of  grief  and     sad-ness,  Fly  swift     as  shades  of  night  a  -  way; 


And      joy  -  ous  winds  to  danc  -  ing     mo  -  tion,  "Wake    the  bil  -  lows    of   the  day. 

While  down   the  vales  the  fright-  ed    shad  -  ows  Hast  -  en  from    the  dawn  to  day. 

Let       all     our  hearts,  like  birds  of    glad  -  ness,  Wei  -  come  in    the    glad  new  day, 

.  ^  ^.  -0.  ^'  ^   -f^ 


See,  where  the  clouds  roll  up  the  moun-tains;  Night  has  her  mis  -  t^  ban- ner  furled; 
Rocked  on  the  wa  -  ter's  pla  -  cid  bo  -  som.  Pure  -  ly  the  wa  -  ter  -  lil  -  ies  gleam. 
Bright  flow'rs,  and  streams,  and  birds  of  heaven.    In  -  cense  and  prais-  es    waft    a  -  bove ; 


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And  springing  from  a  thousand  fountains.  Light  and  joy  o'er  -  flow  the  world. 
While  willow  branch  and  bending  bios -som.  Bid  good- mor  -  row  to  the  stream. 
Prom  hearts  and  voic-  es  now    be      giv  -  en.  Songs  of  praise,  and    joy,      and      love. 


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Sunbeams  of  splendor  the  world  are  a-dom-ing,  Join  in  the  chorus,  the  earth  and  ocean  sing. 


Welcome  the  glory,  the  sunlight,  the  morning.  And  make  the  joyous,  joyous  echoes  ring. 


By  permission  Oliver  Ditson  Company. 


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Ldllabies.— A  recent  writer,  says :  The  subject  of 
lullabies,  or  • -sleep  songs,"  as  my  little  ones  are  fond 
of  calling  them,  is  by  no  means  a  common  one,  and 
imtil  my  attention  was  called  to  it  by  an  article  en- 
titled, "Wanted — A  Lullaby."  I  imagined  there  could 
be  no  lack  of  them  in  the  English  language.  Having 
a  number  of  these  "sleep"  or  dream  songs  in  my 
collection  in  French  and  German,  as  well  as  in  the 
English  language,  I  have  never  been  at  a  loss  for 
one  to  soothe  a  restless  child,  or  comfort  a  fretful 
babe.     To  me  the  perfection  of  a  slumber  song,  or 


lullaby,  is  the  "Cradle  Hymn,**  hf  good  old  Dr. 

Watts.  The  tune,  as  weU  as  the  words,  has  de- 
scended to  me,  being  the  same  to  which  my  weary 
eyes  responded  in  baby  sleep,  and  by  which  my  fret- 
ful distress  was  soothed  in  restlessness  or  pain.  I  have 
ever  used  it  with  my  children,  and  no  matter  what 
may  be  sung  at  the  commencement  of  the  sleepy  time 
concert,  the  last  of  all  is  sure  to  be,  "Hush,  my  dear, 
lie  still  and  slumber."  When  in  my  own  early  child- 
hood, the  last  lines  of  the  second  verse  were  sung, 
the  impression  made  upon  my  almost  infant  mind,  as 


CRADLE  HYMN. 


Isaac  Watts. 

J-  J.  RoussEAa. 


^^^^m 


1.  Hush,  my        babe,  lie    still    and  slum  -  ber,  Ho    -  ly        an  -  gels  guard  thy        bed. 

2.  Soft       and       ea    -    sy      is        thy    era    -    die,  Coarse  and      hard  thy  Sa    -    viour     lay : 

3.  Hush,    my        child,  I       did     not  chide   thee,  Though  my     song  may  seem    so         hwd : 


Heav'n  -  ly 
When  His 
'Tis        thy 


bless-ings  with  -  out  num  -  Iser,  Gent  -  ly 
birthplace  was  a  sta  -  ble  And  his 
moth-  er     sits     be  .  side      thee.  And    her 


I  I 

fall  -  ing  on  thy 

soft  -  est   bed  was 
arms  shall  be 


head. 

hay. 

guard. 


How  much    bet  •  ter    thou'rt  at  -  tend 
Oh,       to         tell     the    won-drous     sto 
May' St  thou     learn  to     know     and   fear 


ed.  Than  the 
ry,  How  his 
Him,  Love    and 


Son     of      God    could  be ; 
foes      a   -  bused  their    King; 
serve  Him  all       thy      days; 


When  from 
How  they 
Then   to 


heav  -  en 

killed  the 
dwell   for 


He  de 
Lord  of 
ev  •   er 


scend 
glo  • 
near 


•  ed,  And    be 
ry,  Makes  me 
Him,  Tell    his 


r 

came  a  child 
an  •  gry  while 
love     and  sing 


like      thee. 
I  sing. 

His      praise. 


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Iz; 


1  lay  in  my  little  trundle  bed,  was  one  that  can  never 
be  eflFaced.  Often  I  was  so  affected  as  to  beg  that 
Ihey  should  be  sung  softly,  and  that  the  next  verse 
diould  be  more  loud  and  clear,  to  dispel  in  a  defjee 
diis  feeling  of  sadness.  The  closing  lines  of  the  last 
verse  have  ever  seemed  a  blessing  descending  on  the 
youthful  head.  The  air  to  which  this  "  song  of  songs" 
to  myself  and  children  is  wedded,  is  a  soft  and  plain- 
tive one,  well  adapted  to  the  words.  It  has  long  been 
a  finTorite  lullaby  in  English-speaking  homes  the  wide 


world  over.  Next  to  this,  which  is  sacred  to  me  from 
association,  and  the  appropriateness  of  the  words  as 
the  evening  song  of  a  Christian  mother  to  her  babe 
and  youngs  children,  is  that  gem  of  Gottschalk's 
"Slumber  on,  baby  dear."  In  the  German  wc  have 
the  "Schlummerlied"  of  Kucken,  in  which  the  lullaby, 
as  a  refrain,  has  a  solemn,  impressive  sound  which, 
combined  with  the  beauty  of  the  words  in  the  original, 
makes  it  a  favorite  wherever  heard.  In  the  Italian 
and  Spanish  there  are  several  of  these  cradle-song^ 


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I 


NEARER,  MY  GOD,  TO  THEE. 

Reverent^. 


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LowBLi.  Mason.—"  Bethany." 
Sarah  F.  Adams,  1848. 


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1.  Near  -    er,    my  God,  to"  Thee,  Near  -  er      to      Thee^ 

2.  Though  like  *,     wan-der_-  er.      The    sun  gone   down, 


^ 


W^ 


E'en  though  a    cross    it     be* 


Dark-ness     be      o  -  ver  me. 


D.S.  Near-  er,    my  God,   to  Thee, 
•       ^     ■  D.S. 


That    rais-eth      me,  Still     all    my  song  shall  be,  |    Nearer    mv  God    to   Thee 

My       rest    a      stone";  Yet      in    my  dreams  I'd  be  f   J^ear-er,  my  L.oa,  to    inee. 


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to      Thee  I 


Near  -  er 


There  let  the  way  appear 
Steps  unto  heaven ; 

All  that  Thou  sendest  me. 
In  mercy  given ; 

Angels  to  beckon  me 
:  Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee,  :| 
Nearer  to  Thee  I ' 


Then  with  my  waking  thoughts 
Bright  with  Thy  praise. 

Out  of  my  stony  griefs 
Bethel  I'll  raise ; 

So  by  my  woes  to  be 
:  Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee,  :| 
Nearer  to  Thee ! 


Or  if  on  joyful  wing. 

Cleaving  the  sky. 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgo^ 

Upward  I  fly, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
:  Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee,:J 

Nearer  to  Thee. 


HOW  gentle:god's  commands. 

S!ow  and  Soft, 


H.  G.  Nagkli.— "  Dknnts.' 


^^^^^^^^^H±^^^ 


1.  How 

2.  Be    . 

3.  Why 

4.  His 


gen  •  tie 
neath  His 
should  this 
good  -  ness 


God's  com  ■ 
watch  -  ful 
anx  -  ious 
stands 


mandsl  How       kind      His      pre  -    cepts 

eye,  His         saints       se  -  cure    -    ly 

load  Press      down  your    wea    -    ry 

proved  Through  each      sue  -  ceed  -   ing 


good  -  ness     stands    ap  -  proved     1  nrougn  eacn      sue  -  ceed  - 


are  I 
dwell : 

mind? 
day; 


Come, 
That 
Haste 
I'U 


cast     your    bur  -  dens     on 

hand  which  bears     ere  -   a 

to       your    Heavenly       Fa 


drop 


my     bur  -  den     at 


4^^ 


^ 


the    Lord,  And  trust  His     con  -  stant  care. 

-  tion     up.  Shall  guard  His     chil  -  dren  well. 

-  ther's  throne,  And  sweet  re  -  fresh  -  ment  find. 

His    feet  And  bear  a      song        a  -  way. 


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Tis  He  that  works  to  will, 
'Tis  He  that  works  to  do ; 

His  is  thepowerby  which  wea<:t| 
His  be  the  glory  too. 

Beddome,  1 795. 


Heiis  of  unending  life, 

While  yet  we  sojourn  here, 

'O  let  us  our  salvation  work 
With  trembling  and  with  fear. 


[Or  this  Hytnn.'\ 

God  will  support  our  hearts 
With  might  before  unknown ; 

The  work  to  be  performed  is  ours. 
The  strength  is  all  His  own. 


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RoMB  ov  TH8  SotTL. — "  Now,  I  WW  in  niT  dream. 
Chat  these  two  men  went  in  at  the  gate ;  and,  lo  I  as 
•they  entered,  they  were  transfigured,  and  they  had 
raiment  put  on  that  shone  like  gold.  There  was  also 
that  met  them  with  harps  and  crowns,  and  gave  them 
to  them ;  the  harps  to  praise  withal,  and  the  crowns 
in  token  of  honour.  'Then  I  heard  in  my  dream, 
that  all  the  bells  in  the  city  rang  again  for  joy,  and 
that  it  was  said  unto  them,  <  Enter  ye  into  the  joy  of 
your  Lord.'  I  also  heard  the  men  themselves,  that 
they  sang  with  a  loud  voice,  saying,  *  Blessing,  and 
hwiour,  and  glory,  and  power,  be  unto  Him  tiuit  sit- 


teth  upon  the  throne,  and  mito  the  Lamb,  for  erec 
and  ever.'  Now,  just  as  the  gates  were  opened  to 
let  in  the  men,  I  looked  in  after  them,  and,  behold, 
the  city  shone  like  the  sun;  the  streets  also  were 
paved  with  gold ;  and  in  them  walked  many  men, 
with  crowns  on  ^eir  heads,  palms  in  their  hands,  and 
golden  harps  to  sing  praises  withal.  There  were  also 
of  them  Uiat  had  wii^s,  and  they  answered  one 
another  without  intermission,  saying,  <Holy,  holy» 
holy  is  the  Lord  1 '  And  after  these  things  they  shut 
up  the  gates  of  the  city ;  which,  when  I  had  seen,  I 
wished  myself  among  them." — Pilgrim^i  Pngrext, 


> 


HOME  OF  THE  SOUL. 


From  "  Singing  Pilgrim." 
Mrs.  G.  H.  Gates.    Per.  Philip  Phillips. 


Mj.rNU/ilN  JJlJiJJIJlJl^-J'J 


1.  I  will    sing    you  a  song 

2.  Oh,  that  home     of  the  soo^ 

3.  Oh,howsweet     it  will     be 

4.  There  the  great  trees  of  life 


of  that  beau  -  ti-ful      land.        The     far      a- way 
in  my    vis -ions and  dreams.       Its   bright   jasper 
in  that  bean  -  ti-ful     land.         So     free  from  all 
in  their  beau  -  ty  do     grow,    Andthe  riv  -  er    of 


R^ls 


j,iii.jiii.riii  \}\ 


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[,  Where  tu 


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of  the    soul,  WSere  no  storms  ev-er  beat    on  the  gllt-ter-ing  strand.  While  thfl 

I    can    see;    Till  I       fan  -  cy  but  dim-  ly  the  veil    in>ter-venes       Be- 

row  and  pain ;     With     songs  on  our  lips,  and  with  harps  in  our  hands.       To 

floweth     by;     Fw  no   deaSi  ev-er    en-tersthat   ci  -  ty, you  know.       And 


UUW      V\t\\     IrM'      ■''I'      uui 


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ni-ty      roll,     Whfle^evean  of  e  -  ter 


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jtm    of  e  •  ter  -  ni-ty 
tween  thatfair    d  -  tyand 
meet    one  an  -  oth  -  er   a    ' 
notli-ingthat    makeQi    a 


roll,  Whuethe  yean  ofe-ter-ni-ty    roll ;  Where  no 
me.  Be    -  tween  that  fair    d   -   ty  aiul  me,    Till  I 

gain.        To       meet    one  an  -  oth  -  er   a  •  gain.    With 
He,  And       nothing  that  mak  -  eth  a     lie.    For  no 


■torms  ev-er  beat    on  the 

fan  -  cy  but  dim  -  lythe 

songs  on  our  lips,  and  with 

de^  ev-er  en  -  ters  that 


glit- 
veil 
harps 


terming  strand,  Whiletheyears  ofe-ter-ni-ty 
in-tervenes  Be  -  tween  that  fair  cit  -  y  and 
in  our  hands,  To  meet  one  an-  oth-  er  a  - 
ty,  you  know.    And     noth  -  ing  that  mak-eth  a 


roU. 

me. 

gain. 

Ue. 


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rir'TTiP  (rpif'p^ip:^|:i(-^ii 


^ 


w=m 


The  building  of  the  wall  of  it  was  of  jasper,  and 
the  city  was  pure  gold  like  unto  clear  glass — God 
shall  wipe  away  all  tears  from  their  eyes,  and  there 
shall  be  no  more  death,  neither  sorrow  nor  crying, 
neither  shall  there  be  any  more  pain  :  for  the  former 
things  are  passed  away — And  I  heard  the  voice  of 
harpers  harpng  with  their  harps,  and  they  sang,«as 


it  were  a  new  song  before  the  throne — He  shewed 
me  a  pure  river  of  water  of  life,  clear  as  crystal.  In 
the  street  of  it,  and  on  either  side  of  the  river  was 
the  tree  of  life,  and  the  leaves  of  the  tree  were  for 
the  healing  of  the  nations — ^There  shall  in  no  wise 
enter  into  it  anything  that  defileth,  neither  whatsoever 
worketh  abomination,  or  maketh  a  lie. — Revelations, 


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121 


<e^ 


ABIDE  WITH  ME. 

Reverently, 


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Vf.  H.  MOKK.     J.   F.  LVTK. 


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1.  A   -   bide  with  me,      fast    falls    the      ev  •  en   -  tide;  The 

2.  Swift      to      its  close    ebbs      out  life's     lit  •  tie  day;  Earth's 

3.  I        need  Thy  pres  •  ence      ev*  -  ry  pass-ing  hour;  What 

4.  Hold  thou  Thy  cross      be  -  fore     my  clos  •  ing  eyes;  Shine 


dark-ness 

joys  grow 

but    Thy 

through  the 


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deep    -  ens ;  Lord,  with    me      a  •    bide ;    WTien 

dim,  its        glo  -  ries   pass      a  -    way ;     Change 

grace  can       foil    the  tempt-  er's       power  ?  Who, 

gloom,  and    point   me     to     the       skies;    Heav'n's 


^ 


H  r  1-  r  e '  ^1^^ 


oth  .  er 
and    de 
like   Thy 
mom -ing 

-)• — m- 


help   • 

cay 
.  self, 
breaks. 


my 
and 


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fail,      and  com  -  forts  flee.  Help      of     tiie  help » less, 

all  a -round     I        see;  Oh,     Thou  who  chang  -  est 

guide    and  stay      can     be?  Thro' cloud   and  sun-shme, 
earth's  vain  shad  •  ows  flee ;      In        life,    in  death,    O 


S^ 


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T*  T  r  isi-^-f 


oh,      a  •  bide  with  me. 

not,     a  •  bide  wrth  me. 

Lord,  a  •  bide  with  me. 

Lord,  a  •  bide  with  me. 


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JESUS  LIVES. 


F.  E.  Cox  tr.  "  St.  Albinus." 
Ch.  Furchtbgott  Gbll^rt,  1757. 


2^ 


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I.Jesus    lives!  no  Ion  -  ger  now     Can  thy  terrors,  Death,  ap  -pall      us;  Je  -  sus  lives!    by 

2.  Jesus  lives!  henceforth  is    death   But  the  gate  of  Hfe     im   -   mor  -  tal;  TTiis  shall  calm   our 

3.  Jesus  lives !  for    us     He   died ;    Then,  alone    to    Je  -  sus       liv  -  ing,  Pure  m    heart  may 

4.  Jesus  lives !   to  Him  the  throne  O  -  ver  all    the  world  is      giv   -  en :  May  we    go  where 


^ 


this     we     know  Thou,  O  Grave,  canst  not  enthrall       us.  Al  -  le  -  lu    -  ia! 

trembling  breath,  When  we  pass    its   gloomy      por  -    tal.  Al  -  le  -  lu    -  ia! 

we      a     -    bide,  Glo  -  ry      to     our  Saviour     giv    -  ing.  Al  -  le  -  lu    -  ia! 

He     is        gone,  Rest   and  reign  with  Him  in  Heav  -  en.  Al  -  le  -  lu     -   ia! 

*  -i^  -«-  -^  -^  -«-  ^  -^  .-r  -g-  .-gi-rg:- 


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1  RAVS  often  seen  piano-forte  players  and  singers 
make  such  strange  motions  over  instrument  or  song 
book,  that  I  have  wanted  to  laugh  at  them,  "  Where 
did  our  friend  pick  up  these  fine  ecstatic  airs?"  I 
would  say  to  myself.  Then  I  would  remember  my 
lady  in  "  marriage  a  la  mode,"  and  amuse  myself 
thinking  an  affectation  was  the  same  thing  in  Hogarth's 
time  as  in  our  own.  But  one  day  I  bought  me  a 
canary  bird  and  hung  it  up  in  a  cage  at  my  window. 
By-and-by  he  found  himself  at  home,  and  began  to 


pipe  his  little  tunes ;  and  Jiere  he  was,  sure  enough, 
swimming  and  waving  about,  with  all  the  droopings 
and  liftings,  languishing  side-turnings  of  the  head  that 
I  had  laughed  at.  And  now  I  should  like  to  ask  who 
taught  him  all  this?— and  me,  through  him,  that  the 
foolish  head  was  not  the  one  swinging  itself  from 
side  to  side  and  bowing  and  nodding  over  the  music, 
but  that  other  which  was  passing  its  shallow  and 
self-satisfied  judgment  on  a  creature  made  of  finer 
clay  than  the  stalwart  frame  which  has  so  very  long 


HERDSMAN'S  MOUNTAIN  HOME. 

(DER  SCHWEIZERBUE.) 

ff^  I,       Kteiii  I,       h^ 


^^^^^^ 


Cakl  Matz  Arr. 


S=p: 


^^ 


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carried  that  same  critical  head  upon  its  shoulders? 
Your  former  conversation  has  made  me  thmk  re- 
peatedly what  a  number  of  beautiful  words  there  are 
of  wtiich  we  never  think  of  estimating  the  value,  as 
there  are  of  blessings.  How  carelessly,  for  example, 
do  we  (not  we,  but  people)  say  "I  am  delighted  to  Aear 
from  you."    No  other  language  has  this  beautiful  ex- 

{)ression,  which,  like  some  of  the  most  lovely  flowers, 
OSes  its  charm  for  want  of  close  inspection.  When 
I  consider  the  deep  sense  of  these  very  simple  and 


very  common  words,  I  seem  to  hear  a  voice  coming 
from  afar  through  the  air,  intrusted  to  the  care  of  the 
elements,  for  the  nurture  of  my  sympathy. — Landor, 
We  often  hear  that  this  or  that  "  is  not  worth  an 
old  song."  Alas!  how  few  things  are!  What  pre- 
cious recollections  do  some  of  them  awaken !  Whal 
pleasurable  tears  do  they  excite !  They  purify  the 
streams  of  life;  they  can  delay  it  in  its  shelves  and 
rapids ;  they  can  turn  it  back  again  to  the  soft  cool 
moss  amidst  which  its  sources  issue. — Landor. 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


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NEVER  SAY  FAIL. 


School-Day  Singer. 


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2.  In      life's  ros  -  y  morn-ing,  in    manhood's  fair  pride,  Nev-er,   oh,  nev-er  say     fail 


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And  dreaming,  and  sigh-ing,  and  wait- ing  the  tide;      Nev-er,    oh. 
Let    this  be  your  mot -to,  your  foot-steps  to  guide,    Nev-er,    oh, 


Nev  -  er,    oh,  nev  -  er    say       fail ! 
nev  -  er    say       fail ! 


In  life's  earn  -  est    bat  -  tie     they  on  -  ly      pre  -  vail.  Who  dai  -  ly  march   on  -  ward  and 
In  storm  and    in     sun -shine  what- ev  -  er       as-  sail.  Push  on -ward   and    con  -  quer,  and 


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LONGING  FOR  SPRING. 


German.  Carl  Matz,  arr. 


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2.  Could   I        hast   -    en  to      the 

3.  Quick -ly      come      in  all      thy 

4.  Yes,    O     Spring,    we  love  thee 


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in  all         thy  bright     ar- 


drear.  And    the  North  wind  whistles 
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gain !    Bring  us     flow  -  ers,  shade,  and 
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FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


The  Blackboard.— Lessons  in  musfc  written  on 
the  blackboard  the  moment  they  are  wanted  are  al-> 
ways  more  interesting  to  pupils  than  such  as  are  con« 
tained  in  a  book.  The  teacher  should  accustom  him* 
self  to  write  with  ease  and  rapidity,  and  should  de> 
pend  more  upon  the  blackboard  lessons  than  upon 
any  others.  The  board  should  have  the  lines  of  the 
staff  painted  upon  it,  so  as  to  save  the  time  of  the 
teacher.  The  staff,  without  clefs,  should  also  be  so  cut 
'  into  the  slates  of  the  pupils  that  it  may  always  be  ready 
for  use  when  they  are  called  upon  to  write  what  is 
sung,  as  well  as  to  sing  what  is  written.  The  time 
which  is  occupied  in  writing  a  lesson  is  not  lost  in  a 
well-regulated  school,  for  the  pupils  will  watch  the 
movements  of  the  teacher  with  interest,  and  will  ex- 
amine each  note  and  character  as  it  is  written.  It 
may  also  at  times  be  desirable  for  the  teacher  to  have 
his  pupils  name  the  tones  as  he  writes  them.     No 


written  lessons  can  possibly  do  away  with  the  neces- 
sity  for  the  blackboard.  If  all  the  teachers  in  the 
world  should  set  themselves  to  writing  lessons,  and 
ell  the  printers  in  the  world  should  be  employed  to 
print  them,  and  all  the  shops  should  be  full  of  the 
books  containing  them,  and  all  the  pupils  in  the 
world  should  have  all  the  money  in  the  world  with 
which  to  purchase  all  the  books  of  printed  lessons  in 
the  world,  and  every  pupil  should  be  furnished  with 
a  copy  of  every  book  that  was  ever  printed,  still  the 
necessity  for  the  blackboard  would  remain.  It  might 
indeed  be  superseded  in  part  by  a  sufficiency  of 
printed  lessons,  so  far  as  practical  vocal  exercises  are 
concerned ;  but  yet  for  these  it  can  never  be  given  up 
by  a  good  teacher;  but  even  if  it  were  given  up 
for  these,  it  would  still  be  needed  constantly  for  the 
illustration  of  such  subjects  as  will  be  constantly  com- 
ing ap  in  teaching.    The  idea  of  ^ving  up  the  blackf» 


CHIDE  MILDLY  THE  ERRING. 


W.  B.  BdADBumr. 


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1.  Chide  mlldlythe  erring,  Kindlanguageendears.Grieffollowsthe  sinful.  Add  not  to  their  tears; 

2.  aiidemildlytheerr-ing,  Jeer  not  at  their  fall,  Ifstrengthbebuthuman,HowweakwerewealH  ' 

3.  Chide  mildly  the  erring.  Entreat  them  with  care,Their  natures  are  mortal,They  need  not  despdr. 


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What  mar  -  rel  that  foot-  steps  Should  wan  •  der     a  -  stray. 

We  all     have  some  frail -ty,   Ws     all     ar«    nn -wise. 


The  heart  which  is  stricken 
When  tempests  so  shadow 
The  grace  which  redeems  us 


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When  tempests    so     shadow       Life's  wearisome     way. 

The  grace  which  re-deems  us     Must  come  from  the  skies. 


Needs  never  a  blow  \ 
Life's  wearisome  way  ? 
Must  come  from  the  skies; 


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board  is  preposterous;  and  any  one  who  entertains  the 
thought  of  doing  without  one,  proves  almost  con- 
clusively that  he  cannot  be  a  good  practical  teacher. 
Perhaps  our  language  en  this  point  may  appear  to  be 
strong,  but  surely  there  b  no  subject  on  which  we  feel 
a  greater  degree  of  certainty  than  this.  That  the 
black-board  is  an  indispensable  requisite  in  every 
well-furnished  school-room,  whatever  be  the  subject 
taught,  is  the  concurrent  testimony  of  all  good  teachers 
in  all  parts  of  the  world,  in  all  departments  of  school- 
teaching.  It  is  needed,  too,  from  the  beginning  to 
the  end  of  a  course ;  it  is  not  to  be  used  for  a  lew  of 
the  first  lessons,  and  then  to  be  given  up;  its  use  is 
never  to  be  wholly  discontinuec". — T.  F.  Seward, 


Don't  DrAc^How  should  the  congregation  sing  ? 
With  animation  and  pleasure,  as  if  they  liked  it.  Let 
the  tune  be  announced  in  a  clear,  emphatic,  and  per- 
haps lively  manner,  and  let  the  people  take  it  up  boldly 
and  quickly.  «  Push  things."  There  is  more  danger 
of  dying  of  dullness  than  galloping  into  an  unseemly 
canter.  In  a  plain  choral  the  time  may  be  quite  rapid, 
if  the  last  note  of  each  line  is  held  slightly.  Most  peo- 
ple cannot  hold  a  long  breath,  and  unless  they  sing  fast 
cannot  sing  at  all.  Rather  than  dr^  the  psalm  out  in- 
to the  d  reary  funeral-procession  pace  commonly  heard, 
we  had  better  be  a  little  too  gay.  It  is  the  slow  and 
heavy  style  of  performance  that  has  brought  church 
music  into  certain  disrepute  that  it  doe*  not  deserve 


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COME,  ALL  YE  FAITHFUL.  j.  RKAmKc.  d. x6s.. 


1.  O  come,    all    ye  faith  -  ful,    Joy  -  ful   and  tri  -  umphant,  O     come  ye,  O     come    ye    to 

2.  Sing      al  -  le  -  lu   -    ia.    All    ye  choirs  of    an  -  gels ;  O     sing,    all  ye    bliss  -  ful  ones  of 

3.  Yea,  Lord,  we  greet  Thee,    Born  this  hap  -  py   morning;        Je   -  sus,  to     Thee    be  the 


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Heav'n    a-bove.         GIo  -  ry    to  God  In  the  highest,      glo-ry!    O  come,  let  us    a- 

glo     •    rygiv'n;        Word  of  the    Fa  -  ther.  Now  in  flesh  ap  -  pear  -  ing,  O  come,  let  us    a 


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Beth    •    le  -  hem. 


dore  Him,  O come, let  us    a- doreHim,Ocome,let  us    a  -  dore       Him,    Christ     the  Lord. 


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THE  FARMER. 


Knn>ERGARTBlf. 


I.  Shall  I  show  you  how  the  farmer,  shall    I  show  you  how  the  farmer,  Snail  I  show  you  how  the 


farm  -  er    sows  his*  \izs  •  \^y      and  wheat?     Look, 'tis    so,      so     that  the  farm  -  er,  look, 'tis 


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♦  For  ad  verse,  sing — "mows  his";  3d,  "brings  in";  4th,  "threshes" — thus  making  four  verse* 


126 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


Memory  Bells. — On  the  fifth  day  of  my  journey 
across  the  Syrian  desert  the  air  above  lay  dead,  and>aU 
the  whole  earth  that  I  could  reach  with  my  utmost 
sight  and  keenest  listening  was  still  and  lifeless  as  some 
dispeopled  and  forgotten  world  that  rolls  roimd  and 
round  in  the  heavens  through  wasted  floods  of  light 
The  sun,  growing  fiercer,  shone  down  more  mightily 
now  than  ever  on  me  he  shone  before,  and  as  I  drooped 
my  head  under  his  fire  and,  closing  my  eyes  against  the 
glare  that  surrounded  me,  slowly  fell  asleep,  for  how 


many  minutes  or  moments,  I  cannot  tell,  bttt  after 
awhUe  I  was  gently  awakened  by  a  peal  of  church 
bells — my  native  bells — the  innocent  bells  of  Marlen, 
that  never  before  sent  forth  their  music  beyond  the 
Blaygon  hills !  My  first  idea  naturally  was,  that  I  still 
remained  fast  under  the  power  of  a  dream.  I  roused 
myself,  and  drew  aside  the  silk  that  covered  my  eyes, 
and  plunged  my  bare  face  into  the  light.  Then  at 
least  I  was  well  enough  wakened,  but  still  those  old 
Marlen  bells  rang  on,  not  ringing  for  joy,  but  properly,. 


LOVE  AND  MIRTH 

AlUgr«tto. 


J.  Strauss. 
Baskn  Polica. 


U'Tf,Mirji.jifiJ  ^^ri.gi 


1.  What  song  doth  the    crick -et  sing?  What  news  doth  the 

2.  Mark  the   mom  when  first    she  springs  Up  -  ward    on     her 

3.  V^th   the  leaves  tbe      ap  -  pies  wres  •  tie.  In       the   grass  the 
3.  Is         it    nurth?  then  why  will  man  Mar    the   sweet  song 


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soar  -  ing,    soar  •  ing  lark, 

sun  smiles    on       the  wall, 

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in  the  eaitii; 

in  the  caidi; 

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What  say  all?  "Love  and  mirth, 

What  say  they?  "Love  and  mirth, 

"Mirth  and  love.  Love  and  mirth. 

Bid  him  ang,  "Love  and  mirth. 


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In  the 

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prosily,  steadily,  merrily  ringing  for  "  church."  After 
a  while  the  sound  died  away  slowly;  it  happened  that 
neither  I  nor  any  of  my  party  had  a  watch  by  which 
to  measure  the  exact  time  of  its  lasting,  but  it  seemed 
to  me  that  about  ten  minutes  had  passed  before  the 
beUs  ceased.  I  attributed  the  efiect  to  the  great  heat 
of  the  son,  the  perfect  dryness  of  the  clear  air  through  • 
which  I  moved,  and  the  deep  stillness  of  all  around 
me;  it  seemed  to  mc  that  these  causes,  by  occasioning 


a  great  tension,  and  consequent  susceptibiUty  of  the 
hearing  organs,  had  rendered  them  liable  to  tingle 
under  the  passing  touch  of  some  mere  memory,  that 
must  have  swept  across  my  brain  in  a  moment  of  sleep. 
Since  my  return  to  England,  it  has  been  told  me 
that  hke  sounds  have  beoi  h^rd  at  sea,  and  that  a 
sailor  becalmed  under  a  vertical  sun,  in  the  midst  of 
the  wide  ocean,  has  listened  in  trembUng  wonder  to  the 
diime  of  his  own  village  bells — Kinglak^s  Eiohen. 


FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


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THE  BOAT  SONG. 

Moderate.  j^        , 


C  U.  Von  Wkbki. 


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sun  -  shine  and 
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1.  On        we  are 

2.  Light  -  ly  our 

3.  Com-rades,  sing 

4.  Soon    will  the 


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mu    •     sic  with  hap  •     py    re  • 

day  •  light  fade  out         from  the 


go, 

ply. 

frain, 
sky. 


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Gay         are  our    hearts  as  the 

Sing       while  the    waves  on  the 

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songs      we  are    sing  -    ing.  Bright    are  our    hopes      as  the    ra 
sun    •    ny  banks  break  •  ing.  An    •  swer  your  ca  -  dence  with  mu    - 
wel  •  come  be  •  fora       us.   Back    thro'  the    twi  -  light  we'll  cheer 


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SOFT  MUSIC  IS  STEALING. 

AndaHie. 


GnMAN  Ais. 
Makt  S.  B.  Dana. 


1.  Soft,    soft     mu-sic    is    steal  -  ing.  Sweet,  sweet  lingers  the  strain :  Loud,  loud    now  it     is 

2.  Join,    join,   children  of    sad  -  ness.  Send,  send  sor-row    a  -  way ;  Now,  now  changing    to 

3.  Sweet,  sweet  mel  -  0-  dy's  num-  bers,  HarkI  harkl  gently  they  swell,  Deep,  deep,  wak-ing  from 
•^  -^  -^  -^« 


1 J-T  ^-J^-*''^^^^^d^^-=^^ff 


peal  -  ing.  Waking  the  ech  -  oes    a-  gain.  (  •  ••  .*n.wig  ,^^^  ^w^.^.^-  -    ^ — 

glad-ness,  War-ble  a  beau-ti-  ful  lay. -I  Yes,  yes,  yes,  yes,  [-Warble   a  beau-ti-ful    lay, 

slumbers  Thoughts  in  the  bosom  that  dwall.  (  '  '^ '-*" "-  *'"'  '^'" —  *^''* ' 


}  Waking  the  echoes  a  -  gain. 
Warble  a  beau-ti-ful  lay. 
Thoughts  in  the  bosom  that  dwell 


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FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


Early  Vocal  Training. — It  is  a  good  sign  of  the 
times  that  the  study  of  music  is  slowly  creeping  into 
our  schools,  and  being  recognized  by  teachers  and 
■chool  committees.  Still,  the  movement  in  this  direc- 
tion is  halting  and  feeble.  The  cultivation  of  sing, 
ing  among  children  will,  it  is  believed,  insure  a  rich, 
resonant  chest-tone,  will  break  the  shrill  head-tone, 
will  banish  the  nasal  twang,  and  make  our  national 
^>eech  melodious.  To  do  this  implies,  of  course, 
that  the  exercise  of  singing  shall  not  be  crowded 
into  a  mere  fraction  of  a  school  session,  but  that,  like 
reading  and  spelling,  it  be  brought  into  the  front  and 
made  honorable.  Rnctical  men  can  understand  the 
advantage  of  this;  men  who  do  not  care  for  music 
can  see  this  thing  as  clearly  as  the  best  trained  musi- 


cians; and  we  ask  them  to  think  of  it  and  act  upas 
it.  Another  point :  All  children  sing.  They  sing  al- 
most as  surely  as  they  talk.  The  want  of  "  ear  "  may 
make  here  and  there  an  exception,  but  it  will  be  so 
rarely  fouiui  that  it  need  not  be  estimated  Not  all 
adults  sing,  can  sing,  or  can  be  taught  to  sing  Dis- 
use of  the  vocal  chords  in  childhood  will,  doubtless, 
incapacitate  an  adult  for  singing,  and  his  throat  will 
be  like  a  withered  arm,  beyond  recovery  for  actual  use. 
Memory. — The  sight  of  a  faded  flower  pressed  in 
a  book  brings  back,  with  a  little  shock  of  feeling,  the 
hand  that  gathered  it,  or  the  distant  hills  upon  which 
it  once  bloomed  years  ago.  The  touch  of  satin  or 
fine  hair  is  also  capable  of  reviving  the  recollec- 
tion of  scenes,  and  places,  and  persons.      But  for 


^-—         ANNIE  LAURIE. 

>^  Tenderly.  j 


if  ^  jilU-j'S^i^  ^^  ^ 


IjkBT  JOMM  ScOTt. 


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1.  Max  -  welton's  braes  are  bon-nie,  Where  ear-ly  fa's  the  dew.  And 'twas  there  that  An-nie 

2.  Her   brow  is    like  the snawdrift,  Her  throat  is  like  the  swan;      Her       face   it      is    the 

3.  Like  dew  on  th'  gowan    ly  -  ing  Is  th'  fa'  o'  her  fairy     feet,  And  like  winds  in  summer 


Lau-rie  Gavemeher  promise  true.  Gave  me  her  promise  true,  Which  ne'er  for-got  will 
fair  -  est  That  e'er  the  sun  shone  on,  That  e'er  the  sun  shone  on.  And  dark  blue  is  her 
sigh -ing.  Her  voice  is    low  and  sweet.  Her  voice  is  low  and  sweet.  And  she's  a'  the  world  to 


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And    for   bon-nie    An  -  nie    Lau  •  rie,        I'd       lay   me  down  and     dee. 


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freshness  and  suddenness,  and  power  over  memory, 
all  the  senses  must  yield  to  the  sense  of  hearing. 
When  memory  is  concerned,  music  is  no  longer  it- 
self ;  it  ceases  to  have  any  proper  plane  of  feeling ;  it 
surrenders  itself  wholly,  with  all  its  rights,  to  memory, 
to  be  the  patient,  stem  and  terrible  exponent  of  that 
recording  angel.  What  is  it?  Only  a  few  trivial  bars 
of  an  old  piano-forte  piece, "  Murmures  du  Rhone"  or 
••  Pluie  des  Perles."  The  drawing-room  window  b 
open,  the  children  are  playing  on  the  lawn,  the  warm 
morning  air  is  charged  with  the  scent  of  the  lilac 
Motaoma.  Then  the  ring  at  the  beU,  the  confosion  in 
tiiehalL  The  giri  at  the  piano  stops,  and  one  is  lifted 
in   dying  or  dead.     Years,  years  ago  I  but   passing 


throogh  the  streets,  a  bar  or  two  of  the  "  Murmureg 
da  Rhone  "  brings  the  whole  scene  up  before  the  girl, 
now  no  longer  a  girl  but  a  middle  aged  woman  look> 
ing  back  to  one  fatal  summer  morning.  The  enthu. 
siastic  old  men,  who  invariably  turned  up  when 
Madame  Grisi  was  advertised  to  sing  in  her  last  days, 
seemed  always  deeply  affected.  Yet  it  could  hardly 
be  at  what  they  actually  heard — no,  the  few  notes 
recalled  the  most  superb  soprano  of  the  age  in  her  best 
days;  recalled  alsothescenesof  youth  quenched  in  the 
grey  mists  of  the  dull,  declining  years.  It  was  worth 
any  money  to  hear  even  the  hollow  echo  of  a  voice 
which  had  power  to  bring  back,  if  only  for  a  moment, 
the  "tender  grace  of  a  day  that  was  dead." — Haweit, 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


139 


—  BLOOM  ON,  MY  ROSES. 

Allegretto  graztoso. 


F.  H.  COWEM. 

R.  E.  Francillon. 


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■^=i=i-- 


1.  Bloom  on.bloom  on,    my    roses,         more  brightly     than   be  -  fore,         For    un  -  to   you,   my 

2.  I  go     to  flower  in     s  un  -  shine  More  bright  than  summer  weaves,    To  drink  of   pur  -  er 


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ros  -  es,    Re  -turn    I    nev  -  er        more.      I    go,    the  rose    to    gath  -  er  Whose  fra-grance  fills  the 
dew-drops  Than  glitter  on  your     leaves.  To  float    on  gales  more  fragrant  Than  e'en  the   ros  -  es 


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skies.  That  fades  not  e'en  in  win-ter,Nor  dies  when  summer  dies.  Nor  dies  when  summer  dies.  Bloom 
move.  To  pluck  the  rose  of  Heaven,That  blooms  on  earth  as  love,That  blooms  on  earth  as  love.Bloom 


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on,bloom  on,  my   ros  -  es.  More  brightly   than  be-  fore,        For    un  -to  you,  my    ros  -es.    Re 
on.bloom  on,  my    ros  -  es.  More  brightly   than  be  -  fore,      Bloom  on.bloom  on,  my    ros  «  es,      I 


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turn   I  nev-  er  -  more.  Return  I  nev  -  er  -  more.  Return,      .    .re  -  turn       I     nev  -  er  -  more, 
need  your  bloom  no  more,  I  need  your  bloom  no  more,  Your  bloom,  your  bloom,your  bloom  no    more. 


^^S 


dim. 


y"^i^j*ti: 


a  tempo. 


Bloom  on,  bloom  on.  Bloom  on.bloom  on,  bloom  on,bloom  on,  bloom  on, 


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The  school-room  with  its  inmates  is  like  an  organ 
vith  many  stops  and  keys,  and  he  who  plays  it  must 
decide  what  the  music  of  its  pipes  shall  be.  If  his 
hand  is  skillful  and  his  ear  well-trained,  the  psalm 
with  which  the  day  begins,  will  lose  none  of  its  sweet- 
cess  or  of  its  strength  as  the  hours  advance.  Con- 
scious of  the  importance  of  his  mission  and  the  re- 
sponsibility reposed  in  him,  there  will  steal  from  under 
his  tuneful  fingers  a  strain  of  such  wondrous  melody, 
that  they  who  hear  can  never  resist  its  power.  Still 
will  the  keys  be  pressed,  still  will  the  harmony  go  on, 
and  still  from  every  stop  and  key  there  will  come 
its  unpretending  part,  always  in  its  own  good  time 
and  always  bearing  upon  its  bars  the  purest  lessons 
which  government  can  teach.  Sometimes,  indeed,  a 
discord  will  be  heard,  sometimes  a  note  be  struck  not 
quite  in  tune,  but  the  heedful  ear  of  the  master  will 


detect  the  complaining  key,  the  firm  hand  will  gently 
remove  the  hidden  cause,  and  the  harshness  be  sooa 
forgotten  in  the  sweeter  song  that  follows.  These  in- 
fluences are  never  lost.  They  may  seem  to  be  unheard,, 
uncared-for  and  unknown;  but  by-and-by  they  will 
come  softly  back,  and  the  echoes,  faintly  though  they 
call,  still  tell  that  they  were  listened  to  and  loved,  still 
tell  that  the  gentleness  and  affection  which  are  carried 
away  from  pleasant  school-rooms  do  sometimes  live  ' 
long  after  the  days  of  school  are  dead,  do  sometimes —  | 
oftentimes — carry  with  them  the  burden  of  a  song  that 
will  never  be  hushed  again,  and  furnish  with  their  dy- 
ing cadences  convincing  proof  that  only  that  school-' 
room  government  which  springs  firom  genuine  affec- 
tion will  stand  the  test  of  time. — R.  M.  Streeter. 

If  you  ask  me  wherefore  song  was  made  a  part  of 
worship,  the  answer  must  be  because  music  is  the  fif 


"X^^  ANGRY  WORDS. 


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Childhood  Songs. 


f=i=35 


^^ 


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ihar 


1.  An-gry  words  are  lightly      spoken   In    a  rash  and  thoughtless  hour;  Brightest  links  of  life  are 

2.  Poi-son-drops  of  care  and  sor  -  row,  Bit-ter  poi  -  son-drops  are  they,  Weaving  for  the  coming 

3.  Love  is  much  too  pure  and    ho  -  ly,  Friendship  is    too  sa  -  cred  far.     For  a  moment's  reckless 


Co3:ttA  fy^'  ^  U  ^  ir  F  P  ^  Itf :  L  L  L 


% — c|>.  I*  |g  l>  r, 


V=t 


:tz=t2: 


^^ 


-^— X 


l.iii\r=r^ 


bro-ken    By  their  fell     in  •  sid  -  ious  power.  Hearts  inspired  by  warm  -  est     feel  -  ing.  Ne'er  be 

mor-row    Saddest  mem'ries  of     to  -  day.    An-gry  words !  oh,    let    them  nev  -  er    From  the 

folj^  ly.      Thus  to  des  -    o  •  late  and    mar.   An-gry  words  are  light  -  ly      spo  -  ken,  Bitt'rest 


fore      by  an-  ger   stirred.  Oft  are    rent  past  human  heal-ing  By    a    an  -  gle  an-gry   word.* 
tongue  un  -  guarded       slip ;  May  the  heart's  best  impulse  ev  -  er  Check  them  ere  they  pass  the  lip. 
thoughts  are  rashly  stirred ;   Brightest  links  of  life  are    oro-ken  By    a    sin  -  gle  an-gry    word. 


■r^rff  rr 

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language  of  a  service  of  love.  No  man  sings  when 
he  is  angry.  The  notes  of  accordant  voices  speak  of 
amity  and  fellowship.  As  music  is  said  to  consist  of 
the  harmony  of  sweet  sounds,  and  as  sounds  without 
harmony  become  mere  noise,  so  the  strains  of  the  psalm 
or  hymn  are  at  once  the  type  and  sign  of  the  commun- 
ion of  saints.  Where  they  are  heard  we  know  that 
souls  are  met  who  are  vrithout  variance.  They  are 
the  signal  of  the  presence  of  the  peace  of  Christ  and 
of  God.  And  as  the  chords  of  human  hearts  should 
thrill  together  in  glad  unison  when  they  come  before 
God,  whenever  they  find  expression  in  such  singing 
they  tend  to  do  so.  Music  is  the  tamer  of  evil  passions. 
We  cannot  hate  each  other  when  we  sing  together. 
The  fable  of  Orpheus  charming  the  beasts  with  his 
lyre  represents  a  reality;  and  the  Christians  of  the 
catacombs  were  right  when  they  chose  Orpheus  as  an 


emblem  of  Christ,  and  carved  him  over  their  tombs. 
Among  all  the  nimiberless  things  men  can  do  with 
their  varied  faculties,  song  is  asked  of  them,  to  be 
offiered  before  God,  tiiat  ^ey  may  stand  before  His 
mercy-seat  in  unity,  and  turn  from  His  presence  better 
prepared  to  live  in  charity  and  peace. — Swinnerton. 
*  A  clergyman,  whose  family  was  noted  for  amiability 
and  mutual  affection,  was  asked  the  secret  of  his  suc- 
cessful training.  "I  call,"  said  he,  "the  influence  of 
music  to  my  aid.  If  I  see  any  of  my  little  one* 
seeming  to  be  angry,  I  say,  •  Sing,  children,  sing !'  and 
before  the  strain  is  ended  every  unpleasant  feeling 
disappears,  and  harmony  again  prevails."  May  it  not 
be  well  for  parents  and  teachers  to  profit  by  this  hint? 
The  above  melody,  to  the  accompanying  words,  has 
been  suggested  by  one  who  has  often  seen  its  happy 
influence  in  the  school-room  among  the  children. 


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131 


COME  TO  THE  OLD  OAK  TREE. 


atniS^ 


a!-=5? 


3t=«t: 


•gj    1    =iira|     at 


:5= 


ac=s=s: 


1.  Come  to    the    old       oak  -  tree,  By    the    light    of    the      pale  moon's  glance ;       O 

2.  Spring,  with  its    ear   .    ly    leaves,  And  the    Sum -mer,  with    all        its      flowers.     Hen 


J^—^. 


liir-irff: 


^  J^    ^  J. 


-^— *1^^ 


■I  1  X    1 


:i=|K 


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come  with    a        foot  -   step  free, And  join      in      the    gyp  -  sies'   dance. 

Art      in     her      beau  -   ty     weaves —         Bright  wreaths  in    fair    Na  -  ture's  bowers, 


J— »      g prqip 


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DuKT  OR  Semi-Chorus, 


— K.^ — ^__^^5._j —  IS,  I — hjn  ' 


A  -  round   us,         a  -  bove  us,        Pure  mel  -  o  -  dy  floats. 

No   storm  -  clouds  are  dark-ling       The  haimts       of         the    free. 


And  vol  .  ces    that 
But    all      here  is 


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Chorus, 


-m-    -ad-.    . 


44^j=^.j^ 


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love  us  Re  -  peat    the  soft  notes, 

sparkling      In     beau  -  ty    for  thee. 


Then  come  to  the  old     oak  -  tree.     By  the 
Then  come  to  the  old    oak  -  tree.     By  the 


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light  of  the  pale  moon's  glance,  Oh,  come  with  a  foot  -  step  free.         And  join  in    the  gyp  -  sies* 


v-i?-t? 


^^^ry-j=[:^^^ 


N       I  ^ 


:?tz^^' 


acz=i^ 


dance ;  Then  dance,      then  dance 


I  i-n — '  I  y-^ — 'I  I  >  I  «  ^ 


where    the       light -est        of    light    feet      dance  I 

-*-•  f  r^-  -r^  gyg — -g-:  ,-r' 


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132 


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IN  EXCELSIS  GLORIA. 

Allegretto. 


Wklsh  Air. 


1.  Not    in  halls    of      reg-al  splendor,  Not  to    princes      of   the  earth,  Did  the  her  •aid 

2.  Not    by  world -ly  wealth  or  wisdom,  Not  by  power  of  law  or  sword.  But    by  ser-vice 

3.  Bid    the  new-bom  Monarch  welcome;  Pay  him  homage,  ev  -  'ry  heart!  Hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah! 

J  -»•  ,g  J 


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an -gels  ren-der  Tid-ings  of  His  birth. 
to  win  freedom,  Ser-vice  of  the  Lord. 
let  His  Idngdom    Come  and  ne'er  de  -  part. 


t  r  p-'T-r:- 


Not  to  statesman,  priest,  or  sage, 
Born  to  pov  -  er  -  ty  and  pain. 
Jus  -  tice  hath    on     Mer  -  cy    smiled, 

J3. 


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They  proclaimed  the  golden  age  'Twas  the  poor  man's  heritage !  In  ex -eel  -  sis  glo  -  ri  -  a! 
Born  to  die  and  thus  to  reign.  Freeing  men  from  death's  domain,  In  excel  -  sis  glo  -  ri  •  a! 
God  and  men  are  recon  •  ciled  Thro' Emmanuel,  wondrous  Child.  In  excel  -  sis   glo  -  ri  -  a! 


For  oa  shepherds  low-ly 
Lo!  from  earth  as  Heaven 
Blend  we  then     our    voices. 


^    I         ^ 

Burst  the  an  -  them  ho  -  ly! 
Praise  shall  aye  be  giv  -  en : 
Earth  with  Heaven  rejoic  -  es, 


In  ex  -  eel  -  sis 

In  ex  -  eel  -  sis 

In  ex  •  eel  -  sis 


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War    and    blood -shed    cease. 


I       I        I        I 


Selfishness    its  slaves  re -lease. 


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Love  shall  reign  and  white-robed  Peace !  In  excelsis  glo-ri-a!  In    ex -eel -sis  glo  -  ri  -  a! 

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FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 

COLUMBIA,  GOD  PRESERVE  THEE  FREE! 


135 


osspR  Haydn. 


1.  Ark      of   Free-dom!  Glo-ry's    dwelling!  Columbia, God  pre-serve  thee     free!  When    the 

2.  Land    of    high,  he  -  ro  -  ic       glo  -  ry :  Land  whose  touch  bids  slav'ry       flee :    Land  whose 

3.  Vain  -  ly  'gainst  thine  arm  con  -  tend-  ing,  Ty  -  rants  know  thy  might,  and     flee.     Free  -  dom's 

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fi^V-f-fff 


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^^^^^i^i=i=^^2\i  iNlSjJtTT 


storms  are  round  thee  swelling,  Let  thy  heart  be  strong  in      thee,       God  is      with  thee,  wrong  re- 
name is  writ   in      sto  -  ry,  Rock  and  ref-uge   df    the      free:      Ours  thy    greatness — ours  thy 
cause  on  earth  de  -  fend-ing,  Man  has    set  his  hope  on       thee;      Widening  glo  -  ry — peace  un- 


pell-ing :  He    a  -  lone    thy  champion  be.      ^ 

glo  -  ry;  We  will  e'er     be  true  to     thee.    >  Ark  of 

ending — Thy  re-ward  and  por-tion    be,      ) 


Free-dom !  Glo-ry's  dwelling !  Columbia, 


God  preserve  thee  free !  Ark  of   1  reedom !  Glory's  dwelling !  Columbia,  God  preserve  thee  free  I 


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T.  DwiGHT. 


1.  God  bless  our  na  -  tive  land!  Firm  may  she  ever  stand.  Through  storm  and  night;  When  the  wild 

2.  For    her  our  pray' rs  shall  rise    To    God  a  -  bove  the  skies.     On  him    we  wait;    Thou  who  art 


tempests  rave,  Rul  -  er    of  wind  and  wave,  Do  Thou  our    coun  -  try  save    By   Thy  great  might  I 
ev  -  er  nigh,  Guarding  with  watchful  eye,     To  Thee    a  -    loud  we  cry,    God  save  the   State  t 

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It  would  be  a  good  test  of  the  breadth  and  richness 
of  the  faiih  of  any  sect  to  manifest  how  much  of  the 
whole  amplitude  of  the  organ,  from  its  rumbling  ground- 
tier  of  pipes  to  the  softest  lute-vibrations  it  would  call 
into  play.  No  sect  can  command  the  whole  chromatic 
gamut  which  the  Gospel  sweeps.  Here  is  the  coatin- 
ual  call  for  charity  and  humility  and  joy  in  the  compre- 
hensiveness of  Christianity.  It  needs  the  full  choir  of 
churclies  for  its  expression.  It  cannot  spare  any  stop 
in  the  organ-growth  of  history.  Each  new  sect  that 
endures  is  a  new  range  of  pipes  taking  up  a  slighted 


sentiment,  or  working  up  some  more  delicate  tone  o» 
elaborate  variation  into  the  symphony  of  grace.  We 
shall  drop  our  intellectual  differences  about  trinity  and 
unity,  free-will  and  constraining  grace,  when  we  reach 
Heaven.  But  we  shall  still  be  ranged,  there  as  here,  by 
the  sentiments  we  most  naturally  give  utterance  to. 
We  shall  see  then,  doubtless,  what  need  there  is  of  the 
utmost  power  of  every  party  to  celebrate  the  circle  ol 
the  Divine  glory,  how  deep  is  the  justice,  how  high  the 
love,  how  wide  the  providence,  that  are  twined  into  the 
pure  harmony  of  the  heavenly  hzl\t\\i]ah.— Starr  Xing. 


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)ING  GLAD  SONGS  FOR  HIM. 

SpMttd.  ^  IN 


C.  F.  Gounod. 
Clara   Morton. 


Who    is     he  plants  for  the  days  to  come !      Crown  him  with   lau-rel,  nor  po  -  et  be  dumb ! 


1^     1^     '        k  W* 

Sing     of  him,  shout  for  him,  tell     it    round,    The  good  he  hath  done,  the  praise  he  hath  won!  Let 


g:riffff  f 


S*=i=*:^ 


song 


re  -  sound. 


fOak, 
Dew- 
Vines 


elm,  ma-ple  and  pine.  To  "strength  of  hills  "a  -  kin; 
drops  bright  in  the  sun.  Gems  they  gleam  for  him ! 
that     clamber  and  sway.      Sing  your  song    for      him! 


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1/ 1^ 

Plum,  pear,     ap-ple  and  vine —  1^1   we  but     be  -  gin:  Fruit,  shade,  beauty  the  sign 

Bird  -  notes  thro' the  woods  run,  E  -  den  dream  for     him;  Bees  hum,  "What  hath  ha  done ! '* 

Leaves  that    rus-tle    in      play,  Sing  your  song  for     him!        Buds     fast    swelling  to  -  day. 


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Of  royal  soul  with  -  in 
Prais  -  es  teem  for  him 
Sing  jour  song  for  him 


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To  all  he  hath  been*fond  lover,  I  ween.  Then  sing  glad  songs  for  him. 


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♦  Pronounced  "  bin." 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


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CHILDREN'S 

■^  N  .^    IS 


SONGS. 


Which  way  does  the  wind  blow,  And  where  does  he  go  ?  He  rides  o'er  the  water,  And  over  the  snow  1 
O'er  wood  and  o'er  valley.  And  over  the  height,  Where  goats  cannot  traverse,  He  tak  -  eth  his  flight. 
He  rages  and  tosses  When  bare  is  the  tree,  As,  when  you  look  upwards.  You  plainly  may  see. 
But  whither  he  cometh.  Or  whither  he  goes,   There's  no  one  cantell  you.  There's  no  one  that  knows. 


BEAUTIFUL    SEA. 
Allegretto. 


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Beau  -  ti  -  ful      sea,  beau  -  ti  -  ful      sea,  Oh,    how    I      love    on  thy     bo  -  som  to    roam, 

Foaming  and    free,  foaming   and    free,  There   is    my     rest  -  ing-place,  there  is  my  home. 

O   -   ver   the    deep       stormy  winds  sweep,  Fly  -  ing    a  -   way  o'er   the  foam  -  crested   wave. 

O   -  ver  the    deep  fierce  -  ly  they  leap.  But      in    our  good  ship  the  dan  -  ger  we'll  brave. 


«_X ^ ^ 


Here  Cometh  Ros-a-lind,  chasing  the  bee,  Briijht  as  the  sunshine  up -on  the  blue  sea. 
'  Ros  -  a  -  lind,  Ros  -  a  -  lind,  where  have  you  been  ?"  "  O  -  ver  the  meadow,  and  over  the  green." 
'Whom  are  your  flowers  for?  where  did  they  grow?  Some  like  the  blue  sky,  and  some  like  the  snow." 
'  Down  by  the    merry  brook,  there's  where  they  grew ;  And  I  have  brought  them,  dear  sister,  for  you." 


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!Eg-j::g=U!=tiz=i.g 


t?=t2=t2: 


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■\^—^ — t^ 


t=t=--t 


"f^—^—i^ 


Im-W—fz 


V-^- 


^^^sl 


-b^— b^— ^ 


P 


OH,  BROAD  LAND. 
Maestoso.  , 


4-1-^  I    I  ) .  I  1 


Oh, broadland, oh, fair  land, Oh, land  that  gaveus  birth, Oh, near  land,  oh, dear  land, Ourhomeof  all  the  earth; 
We  honor  and  praise  thee,  Oh  realm  enrich'd  by  heav'n,We  love  thee,we  bless  thee,  For  priceless  blessings  giv'n. 
For  freedom,  for  knowledge,  Alike  to  great  and  small.  For  care  and  protection,  And  equal  rights  to  all. 


I'm  glad  I  am  a  fanner,  the  sturdy  plough  to  wield ,  Or  reap  and  bind  the  ripen'd  grain  that  waves  in  yonder  field. 
I'm  glad  I  am  a  farmer,  his  heart  is  always  gay  As  merrily  his  song  rings  out  amid  the  new-mown  hay. 
O  happy  is  the  farmer,  for  when  the  day  is  o'er.  The  ev'ning  shadows  gather  round,  that  he  may  work  no  more. 
How  peacefully  around  him,  soft  sleep  her  curtain  throws.  There's  nothinghalf  so  tranquil  as  the  laborer's  re- 

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FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


Book  op  Nature. — All  children  should  settle  in 
their  own  minds  whether  they  will  be  Eyes  or  No  Eyes; 
whether  they  will  see  for  themselves,  or  let  other  people 
look  for  them,  or  pretend  to  look  and  dupe  them  and 
lead  them  about — the  blind  leading  the  blind,  till  both 
fall  into  the  ditch.  God  has  given  you  eyes  and  it  is 
your  duty  to  use  them.  If  your  parents  tried  to  teach 
you  in  the  most  agreeable  way  by  beautiful  picture- 
books,  would  it  not  be  ungrateful  and  wrong  to  shut 
your  eyes  and  refuse  to  learn  ?  Then  is  it  not  alto- 
gether wrong  to  refuse  to  learn  from  your  Father  in 
I  Heaven,  the  great  God,  who  made  all  things,  when  he 
offers  to  leach  you  all  day  long  by  the  most  beautiful 
and  wonderful  of  all  picture-books,  which  is  simply  all 
things  that  you  can  see,  hear  and  touch,  from  the  sun 
and  stars  above  your  head  to  the  mosses  and  insects  at 
your  feet  ?    It  is  your  duty  to  learn  His  lessons.    God's 


Book,  which  is  the  Universe,  and  the  reading  of  God's 
Book,  which  is  Science,  can  do  nothing  but  good,  and 
teach  you  nothing  but  truth  and  wisdom.  Goid  did  not 
put  this  wondrous  world  about  your  young  souls  to  tempt 
or  mislead  them.  So,  use  your  eyes,  your  senses  and 
your  brains,  and  learn  what  God  is  trying  to  teach  you 
by  them.  I  do  not  mean  that  you  must  stop  there  and 
learn  nothing  more.  There  are  things  which  neither 
your  senses  nor  your  brains  can  tell  you ;  and  they  are 
not  only  more  glorious,  but  actually  more  true  and  more 
real  than  any  things  which  you  can  see  or  touch.  But 
you  must  begin  at  the  beginning,  and  the  more  you  try 
to  understand  things  the  more  you  will  be  able  here- 
after to  understand  men,  and  that  which  is  above  men. 
You  begin  to  find  out  that  truly  Divine  mystery  that  you 
have  a  mother  on  earth,  simply  by  lying  soft  and  warm 
upon  her  bosom :  and  so  it  is  by  watching  the  common 


BUY  MY  STRAWBERRIES. 

AUegretto. 


Howard. 


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1.  With  this  hum-ble    stock  in  store, 

2.  Cheered  by  wo- man's  kind  -  ly   face, 

3.  Let       a      lit  -  tie    maid-en's  prayer. 


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Aid  -  ed    by    her 
Void  of    an  -  y 


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I     your  pa-tron- 
In    the    bus  -  y 
Reach  the  sym  -  pa  - 


age  im-plore.     For  the    sad 
market-place.     Here  pray  let       me 
thet  -  ic     ear.      Move  the  friend  -  ly 


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List  to     lit  -  Ue    Ju  -  lia's  cry,      Buy  my 

And  beseech  those  pass-ing  nigh,  Flow'rs  and 

List  to     lit  -  tie    Ju  -  Ua's  ciy.      Buy  my 


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ber-ries,  come  and  buy;  List  to  lit -tie  Ju- lia's  cry,  Buy  my  ber-ries.  come  and  buy  1 
ber  -ries,  come  and  buy ;  And  beseech  those  passing  nigh,  Flow'rs  and  ber  -  ries,  come  and  buy. 
ber-ries,  come  and  buy;     List   to      lit -tie    Ju- lia's  cry.     Buy  my   ber-ries,  come  and  buy. 


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p-^-p- 


natural  things  around  you,  and  considering  the  lilies 
how  they  grow,  that  you  will  begin  at  least  to  learn  that 
far  Diviner  mystery — that  you  have  a  Father  in  Heaven. 
So  you  will  be  delivered  out  of  the  tyranny  of  darkness 
and  fear,  into  God's  free  kingdom  of  light  and  faith  and 
love ;  and  will  be  safe  from  the  venom  of  that  tree  which 
■was  planted  long  ago,  and  grows  in  all  lands  and  climes, 
whose  name  is  the  Tree  of  Unreason,  whose  roots  are 
conceit  and  ignorance  and  its  juices  folly  and  death.  It 
drops  its  venom  into  the  finest  brains,  making  them  call 
sense  nonsense.  It  drops  its  venom  into  tenderest  hearts, 
and  makes  them  call  wrong  right,  and  love  cruelty; 
but  any  little  child  who  will  use  the  faculties  God  has 
given  him,  may  find  an  antidote  to  all  its  poison  in 
the  meanest  herb  beneath  his  feet. — Charles  Ktngsley. 


Mozart  and  Haydn  being  at  a  party,  the  former  laid 
a  wager  with  the  latter  that  he  could  not  play  at  sight 
a  piece  of  music  which  he  (Mozart)  would  compose. 
Haydn  accepted  the  challenge,  ana  Mozart  speedily 
wrote  down  a  few  notes  and  presented  them  to  Haydn, 
who,  having  played  a  prelude,  exclaimed, :  "  How  do 
you  think  I  can  play  that  ?  My  hands  are  at  each  ex- 
tremity of  the  piano,  and  there  is  at  the  same  time  a  note 
in  the  middle."  "  Does  that  stop  you  ?"  said  Mozart; 
"  well,  you  shall  see  me  do  it."  On  coming  to  the  diffi- 
cult passage,  Mozart,  without  stoppmg,  struck  the  note 
in  the  middle  of  the  piano  with  his  nose ;  and  every  one 
naturally  burst  out  laughing.  What  made  the  act  more 
ridiculous  was  that  Haydn  had  a  flat  nose,  while  that  of 
Mozart  was  prominent,  well  adapted  for  such  notes. 


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BLOSSOM  TIME. 

Lively, 


Mary  E.  Dodge. 


1.  There's  a  wedding  in  the    orchard,  dear,  I    know  it     by  the  flowers ;  TTiey're  weathed  on  ev'ry 
fl.  While    whispers  i-ang  a  -  tnong  the  boughs  of  prom  -  is  •  es  and  praise,  And  play  -  ful,  lov  •  ing 


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bongh  and  branch,  or  falling  down  in  showers.  The  air  is  in  a  mist,  I  think,  and  scarce  knows  which  to 
tnes  •  sages  sped  through  the  leaf-lit  ways.  And  just  beyond  the  wreathed  aisles  that  end  against  the 


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J   I J     Si.    J    i    I  #i    J  ,  d     *[  I  j.'    *[   *r  ^j.      ** 


3fc: 


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Wheth  -  er     all  fragrance,  cling-ing  close,   or    bird  -  song,  wild  and  free.      And 
bloe.    The      rai-ment  of    the    wedding  •choir  and  priest  came  shi*tiing  through.  And 


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^  ^  s  K 


count-less  wedding  jew-els shine, and  gold- en  gifls  of    grace;    I  nev  -  er   saw  such 

Uiough  I   saw    no    wedding-guest,  nor  groom,  nor  gen  -  tie   bride,     I  know  that  bo  -  ly 


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wealth  of  sun  in      an  -  y    sha-dy  place.        It  seemed  I  heard  the    flutt'ring  robes  of 

things  were  asked,  and  holy  love  te  •  plied.        And       something  thro' the  sunlight  said:  "Let 


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something  thro'  the  sunlight  said : "  Let 


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C4o. — Theresa     wed 'ding  in    the    orchardfdear,  I 

S      S 


*~i-i-i-^. 


maidens  clad  in    white,    The  clasping  of     a    thousand  hands  in    ten  •  der  -  est   de  -  light 
all    who  love  be    blest  I    The  earth  is  wedded      to  the  spring,  and  God,  He  knoweth  best." 


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'^    '¥^    U    U      \ W    -S^—  iX 

knov)  it  by   the  flowers  ;  They' re  "wreathed  on  CT^ry  bough  and  branch,  or  falling  dcnvn  in  showers. 


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Words  and  Music In  the  teaching  of  music, 

great  attention  should  be  given  not  only  to  the  read- 
ing  of  exercises  at  sight,  but  also  to  the  manner  and 
method  of  singing  songs.  It  should  never  be  for- 
gotten tliat  music  is  a  mighty  power  for  good  or  evil, 
and  for  that  reason  the  character  of  the  music,  as 
well  as  the  words,  is  a  matter  of  the  highest  impor- 
tance. Profanity,  sometimes  blasphemy,  is  encour- 
aged by  the  setting  of  sacred  words  to  music  that  is 
most  frivolous.  What  Herder,  the  great  German 
philosopher,  has  said,  in  speaking  of  the  influence  of 
poetry. upon  the  mind  of  a  child  is  equally  applica- 
ble here:  "How  dry  and  sterile  some  men  imagine 
the  human  mind,  the  child's  mind,  to  be  1  And  what 
a  great,  excellent  ideal  world  it  would  be  to  me,  if 


I  ever  should  attempt  to  write  songs  for  it!  To  ffli 

the  whole  youthful,  child-like  soul;  to  put  songs  inta 
it,  which  will  generally  remain  in  it  through  life 
and  give  it  its  tone ;  which  will  be  to  it  lasting  voices, 
encouraging  to  generous  deeds  and  noble  fame,  to 
virtue  and  consolation,  like  the  heroic  ballads  and 
stirring  war  songs  of  the  ancient  nations;  what  a 
great  aim,  what  a  glorious  work  would  this  be !  " 

The  Doxology. — Wherever  the  English  language 
is  spoken,  the  stanza  most  frequently  on  the  lips  of 
Christian  congregations,  is  the  long-metre  doxology. 
It  was  written  by  Thomas  Ken,  a  celebrated  English 
prelate,  bom  in  1637.  He  was  a  man  of  devoted 
piety,  broad  and  generous  benevolence,  and  great 
firmness  and  loftiness  of  character,  united  with  ten- 


ALL  TOGETHER. 

Moderato.    w 


^ 


Oborgb  F.  Root. 
Permission  John  Church  &  Compaitt. 


^ 


55=ic 


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J:;-4L*j33J 


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2. 


All      to-geth-er,    all      to-geth-er.  Once,    once    a-  gain;  Hearts  and  voic  -  es 

Friend-ship's  link  is  still     un  -  broken.  Bright      is      its    chain ;  Where  the  part  -  ing 

While  the  ab-sent    we     are  greeting,    Let        us     for  -  get.  In     this  hour  of 

Since    the  present,    full    of  gladness.   Bids       us      be     gay.  Ban  -  ish     ev'  -  ry 

When  the  warning — we  must  sever —  Comes  once     a  -  gain,  Yet      in     feel  -  ing 

Oft    shall  mem'ry  breathing  o'er  us.  Sweet  friend-ship's  strain,  Bring  this  hap  -  py 


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gain, 
gret 
may. 


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O       could  we    ev    -  er 

O       could  we    ev  .  er,  etc 

O       could  we    ev    -  er,  etc. 


light    as    ev-er,   Glad-ly  join  the  welcome 
word  was  spoken.  Now  in  smiles  we  meet  a  • 
so  -  cial  meeting,  Ev'  -  ry  thought  of  past  re 
cloud  of  sadness,  And  be  hap  -  py  while  we 
true     as     ev  -  er.  Shall  our  faithful  hearts  re  -  main, 
time    be  -  fore  us.    Till  we   all  shall  meet  a  -  gain. 


Dwell  in    so  -  cial  pleasure  here.  No      more  to    sev  -  er  From  the  friends  we  love  so  dear  I 


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derness  of  spirit.  He  was  one  of  the  seven  Bishops 
committed  to  the  Tower  for  disobedience  by  James 
II.,  but  proved  his  loyalty  by  refusing  to  take  th<. 
oaths  to  William  and  Mary,  and  was  consequently 
deprived  of  his  bishopric.  He  was  regarded  with 
the  highest  esteem  even  by  his  enemies,  and  Queen 
Anne,  upon  her  accession  to  the  throne  granted  him 
a  pension.  He  was  the  author  of  several  volumes 
of  elaborate  sermons,  and  of  many  poetical  produc- 
tions of  a  religious  character.  Hif  morning  and 
evening  hymns  are  still  repeated  in  thousands  of 
English  families.  The  doxology  is  the  closing  stanza 
of  a  morning  hymn  beginning  with  the  familiar  line, 
"Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun." 


We  owe  a  debt  of  gratitude  to  any  man  who  has 
put  the  thought  and  aspirations  of  humanity  into 
words  that  linger  in  our  memories  or  voice  them- 
selves in  the  popular  heart,  and  we  cannot  but  feel 
that  we  are  rearing  a  monument  of  song  in  honor  to 
the  author  of  our  peerless  doxology  every  time  w« 
join  in  the  grand  and  solemn  hymn  of  praise. 
Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow. 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below. 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host. 
Praise  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. . 
The  effect  of  good  music  is  not  caused  by  iti 
novelty.     On  the  contrary,  it  strikes  us  all  the  mora 
forcibly  the  more  familiar  we  are  with  it. — Goethe, 


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139 


THE  BLUSHING  MAPLE  TREE. 


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1.  When  on   the   world's  first  har  -  vest   day,   The    for  -  est  trees    be  -  fore     the   Lord  Laid 

2.  There  ran    thro'    all      the   leaf  -  y    wood   A      mur  -  mur  and      a    scorn  -  ful   smile,  But 

3.  And    there    be  -  fore     the    for  -  est    trees,   All    blushing,    pale,  by    turns    she  stood;  In 


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down  their  au  -  tumn  of  -    fer  •  ings     Of   fruit     in     sun  -  shine     stored.  The  Ma  -  pie 

si   •  lent    still    the    Ma  •  pie  stood.  And  looked  to     God    the       while.  And  then,  while 

ev  -  'ry    leaf,   now  red     and  gold.  She  knew  the    kiss     of        God,  And  still,  when 

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on  •  ly,  of  them  all,  Be-fore  thewor!d'sgreathar-vestKing,Withemp  •  ty  hands  and 
fell  on  earth  a  hush,  So  great  it  seemed  like  death  to  be,  From  His  white  throne  the 
comes  the    au  -  tumn  time.  And  on      the  hills    the   har  -  vest  lies.  The    blushing  Ma  •  ple- 


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-  ty    Lord  Stoop'd  down    and     kissed    the      Ma 

re '  calls    Her      life's    one     beau  •   ti  •  ful 


to  bring; 
pie  -  tree; 
sur  -  prise; 


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At  . 
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the  ear  -  ly  sum  •  mer  time.  While  oth  •  er  trees  laid 
swift  kiss  there  sud  -  den  thrilled,  In  ev  -  'ry  nerve,  thro' 
when  comes  the      au  -  tumn  time,  And    on      the    bills       the 


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fruit  with  love.  And  sent  it  dai  -  ly  to 
joy  so  great  It  seemed  al  -  most  a  -  kin 
tree      re  -  calls    Her  life's    one  beau  -  ti  -   ful 


the        Lord. 
to  pain, 

sur   >    prise. 


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Probably  no  hymn  of  recent  origin  has  become  a 
greater  favorite  than  "  Abide  with  me  ;  fast  falls  the 
eventide."  Several  years  ago,  the  Rev.  James  King,  of 
Betwick-upon-Tweed,in  England,  colleaed  andcoUa* 
ted  fifty-two  representative  hymnals  used  in  varioos 
branches  and  by  the  various  parties  in  the  Church  of 
England  at  home  and  abroad,  and  all  of  them  pub- 
lished between  1863  and  1885,  These  he  regarded 
as  a  committee,  each  member  of  which  could,  as  it 
were,  give  one  vote  for  each  approved  hymn.    Thus, 


if  a  hymn  was  found  In  fifteen  liyninaU,  then  It  was 
credited  with  fifteen  votes  or  marks  of  approval;  if 
found  in  twenty  hymnals,  twenty  marks;  and  so  on. 
The  hymns  thus  found  to  rank  highest  were.  All  praise 
to  Thee,  my  God,  this  night,  Hark  I  the  herald  angels 
sing,  Lo !  He  comes  with  clouds  descending.  Rock  of 
Ages,  cleft  for  me,  each  of  which  received  fifty-one 
marks.  Then  comes  Abide  with  Me,  with  forty-nine 
marks,  followed  by  Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun, 
Jerusalem  the  golden,  Jesns,  lover  of  my  soul.  Sun  of 


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GENTLE  ANNIE. 

Andante  ntosto. 


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I.  Thou  wilt  come  no  more,  gen  -  tie  An  -  nie, 
3.  We  have  roamed  in  youth  'mid  the  bow  -  ers 
3.  Ahl  the  hours  grow  sad  while  I    pon-der 


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Like  a  flower  thy  spir  -  it  did  de- 
"When  thy  down  -  y  cheeks  were  in  their 
Near  the    si    -     lent  spot  where  thoa      art 

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part.     Thou  art  gone,  a 
bloom.  Now   I    stand    a  - 
laid.     And  my  heart  bows 


las,  hke  the  ma-ny 
lone  'mid  the  flowers, 
down  when  I    wander 


That  have  bloomed  in  the  summer  of  my 
While  they  mingle  their  perfume  o'er  thy 
By  the  stream  and  the  meadows  where  we 


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heart.  Shall  we  nev  -  er 
tomb.  Shall  we  nev  -  er 
strayed.  Shall  we  nev  -  er 


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more  be  •  hold  thee,  Never  hear  thy  winning  voice  a  • 
more  be  -  hold  thee.  Never  hear  thy  winning  voice  a  • 
more    •  be  -  h^d     thee,    Never      hear     thy  winning  voice  a  - 

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gain,  When  the  spiing-time  comes,  gentle  Annie,  When  the  wild  flo   'rs  are  scattered  o'er  the  plain  ? 

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By  soul,  Thou  Saviour  dear,  and  When  I  survey  the 
wtndrous  Cross,  with  an  equal  nomber  of  marks.  Of 
the  origin  of  Abide  with  Me,  Mr.  King  gives  the  fol- 
lowing interesting  account :  "  This  well-known  hymn 
was  composed  by  Henry  Francis  Lyte,bom  in  1793,  at 
Ednam,  near  Kelso,  the  birthplace  of  James  Thomson, 
aathor  of  The  Seasons.  He  took  holy  orders,  and  in 
1823,  when  thirty  years  of  age,  was  appointed  perpetn- 
al  cnrate  of  Lower  Brixham,  Devon,  where  fior  about 
B  quarter  of  a  century  he  labored  amongst  the  warm- 


hearted, rough  seafaring  population.  In  the  autumn 
of  1847  his  increasing  weakness  demanded  change  and 
repose,  and  his  medical  advisers  accordingly  urged  him 
to  pass  the  coming  winter  in  a  more  genid  clime.  Be- 
fore taking  his  journey  he  made  an  effort  to  address  his 
flock  once  more,  and  with  a  wasted  frame  and  hectic 
flush  he  spoke  with  deep  earnestness.  His  subject  was 
the  Holy  Commonio  ,  and  he  impressed  upon  his  peo- 
ple the  vital  importa  ce  of  close  communion  with  the 
Savioars    'O,  bccthr  n,  I  stand  here  among  yon  to> 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 

THE  GREENWOOD  TREE. 


141 


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1.  Here    un  -  der  the     leaf  -  y    green-wood  tree,     I      pass    the  noon  -  tide      hour,       And 

2.  The     but-  ter-fly    sports    on   gold  -  en  wing,    A     sing  -  ing  stream  runs     by;  And 


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hap  -  pi  -  er       far      am       I      than   he    Who   seeks  but     the  court  •  ly     bow-er;  For 
ma  -  ny     a       bird     that  hailed  the  spring,  Still    greet  -  eth     the    sum  -  mer       sky.         For 


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near    me  grows  the  wild  white  rose,   A  bright  sky  beams  a    •  bove.    And     upward  springs  the 
paint  -  ed  halls  and  pal  -  ace  walls    I    care  not,  whilst  for      me.       Fair    na  -  ture  yields  her 


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lark    who  sings      The         tru   -   est    notes    of         love.       Here   un  -  der  the     leaf  -  y 
smil  •  ing  fields.  And  the    shade   of  a  greenwood       tree.        Here  un  •  der  the     leaf  •  y 


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greenwood  tree,    I    pass  the  noon-tide      hour.     And  hap- pi -er     far    am      I    than  he  Who 


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143 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


PamoitS  Choih.— There  is  perhaps  no  choir  of 
music  in  the  world  equal  to  that  of  the  Dom-Kirche, 
•r  Cathedral  of  Berlin.  It  is  venr  celebrated,  and 
said  to  be  even  better  than  the  far-famed  choir  at 
Rome.  It  consists  of  about  fifty  singers,  the  treble 
and  alto  parts  sung  by  boys.  It  is  arranged  in  double 
chorus,  and  the  music  of  the  old  composers,  in  eight 
parts,  is  often  performed.  The  choir  is  entirely  pro- 
fessional— that  is,  the  singers  are  such  by  profession ; 
they  have  learned  to  sing,  and  that  is  their  business 
or  calling.  The  boys  who  sing  the  upper  parts  are 
trained  daily,  and  are  preparing  in  their  turn  to  be 
professors,  teachers  and  composers  of  music,  vocalists 
or  instrumentalists  here  or  elsewhere.  The  parts  are, 
of  course,  well  balanced  as  to  power,  and  the  chorus 
of  men's  voices,  tenors  and  bassos  singing  in  unison, 


as  they  oiten  do,  is  pecnliarly  grand  and  eflecdTt.. 

In  addition  to  the  regiilar  choir,  there  is  a  preparatory- 
department,  consisting  of  some  twenty  or  thirty  fine- 
looking  little  boys  of  from  eight  to  ten  years  of  age. 
These  are  candidates  for  future  membership,  and  form, 
a  juvenile  choir.  They  stand  in  one  side  of  the  choir,, 
and  lead  in  the  congregational  singing,  thus  afibrding 
relief  to  the  regular  choir,  and  giving  them  time  to 
breathe  and  recruit.  We  have  said  that  these  boys. 
stand.  This  is  equally  true  of  the  others,  for  there 
are  no  seats  in  the  organ  loft,  and  the  members  of 
the  choir  all  stand  during  the  whole  service.  The 
various  exercises  are  distributed  between  the  choir,, 
the  people,  and  the  minister,  so  as  to  hold  th-c  atten- 
tion and  keep  all  employed.  Those  parts  of  the  ser- 
vice performed  by  the  choir  or  people,  are  sung,  and 


COME.  YE  DISCONSOLATE. 

Expression. 


Samcei,  Wkbbr. 
Thomas  Moorb,  1834. 


1.  Come,  ye  dis- con -so- late, 

2.  Joy       of  the   des  -  o-  late, 

3.  Here  see  the  Bread  of  Life ; 


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X 


where  •  'er  ye 
light  of  the 
see  wa  -  ters 

? — r-T- 


Ian  -  guish.  Come,  at  the  mer  -  cy  seat 
stray  -  ing.  Hope,  when  all  oth  -  ers  die, 
fiow-ing    Forth  from  the  throne  of  God, 


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fer   -    vent-ly      kneel; 
fade  -  less    and    pure, 
pure     from  a   -   bove; 


Here  bring  your  woimded  hearts,        here     tell        your 
Here  speaks  the  Com  -  fort  -  er,  in        mer  -   cy 

Come   to      the  feast    of  love,  come,  ev     -    er 


that  belonging  to  the  minister  is  read.  The  congre- 
gational tunes  are  sung  much  slower  than  we  heard 
Uiem  in  England,  and  about  the  time  similar  tunes 
are  sung  in  America,  There  is  not  an  instant  during 
the  service  that  is  unoccupied,  one  exercise  following 
promptly  upon  another.  There  are  no  rubrical  di- 
rections and  the  hymns  are  not  read  before  they  are 
svmg.  The  hymns  are  known  the  moment  one  enters 
the  church,  their  numbers  being  suspended  on  tablets 
in  various  parts  of  the  house,  so  as  to  be  seen  by  all ; 
and  the  particular  hymn  that  is  about  to  be  sung,  or 
that  is  being  sung,  is  known  by  the  tablet  in  front  of 
the  organ  loft,  which  contains  the  number  of  that 
only,  so  that  tmy  one  coming  in  after  the  service  has 
been  commenced,  has  only  to  look  to  the  choir  tablet, 
.Vid  he  knows  at  once  where  to  find  his  place.    The 


organ  is  not  played  when  the  choir  sing,  but  is  used, 
only  foi  voluntaries,  interludes,  and  responses,  and 
for  accompanying  the  congregation. — Lowell  Mason. 
Cowper's  Wreck  of  the  Royal  George,  and  his  Lines 
on  Receipt  of  My  Mother's  Picture,  will  ever  keep  hia 
memory  warm ;  but  his  hymns  are  more  than  magnifi- 
cent. What  power  there  is  in  the  lines,  ''Oh,  for  a  closer 
walk  with  God,"  and  "  God  moves  in  a  mysterious 
way !"  I  have  sometimes  thought  that  to  be  the  author 
of  a  hymn  like  "Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee,"  and  some 
others  I  could  name,  is  the  highest  achievement  of  hu- 
man fame,  one  that  angels  themselves  might  envy» 
Yet  Cowper  died  doubting  about  the  hereafter,  though, 
after  his  last  breath  had  passed  his  face  changed ;  a  look, 
of  surprise  overspread  it,  as  that  of  one  who  had  unex- 
pectedly passed  into  everlasting  rest. — y.  T.  Fields-, 


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143 


CENES  THAT  ARE  BRIGHTEST.  w.^^^'I^i 


I.  Scenes  that  are  brightest  may    charm  for  a 
3.  Words  can-not  scat  •  ter  the      thoughts   we 


•9\ 

while  Hearts  that  are  light  -  est  and 

fear,  For  though  they  flat  -  ter  they 


eyes    that 
mock  the 


smile;   Yet  o'er      them,a-bove  us,    though  na-ture  beam.    With  none  to 
eat;      Hopes  will  still  de-ceive  us     with     tear-ful  cost.       And  when  they 


love  us,  how     sad        they     seem!     With  none    to  love  us,  how    sad        they  seem  I 
leave  us  the       lieart     is         lost!        And  when  they  leave  us  the      heart      is      lost. 


i 


JERUSALEM,  MY  HAPPY  HOME. 

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X«&TIN,  A.  D.  900. 


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Je   .  ru   -   sa   •  lem,     my  hap  -   py    home,  Name    ev  •  er  dear      to 

When  shall    these  eyes      thy  heav'n  built  walls.    And    pearl  •  y  gates      be 

There  hap  »  pier  bow  •  ers  than   Eden's  bloom,  Nor      sip     nor  sor  «  row 


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know; 


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When  shall  my  la  •  bors  have  an  end  In  joy  and  peace  and  thee? 
Thy  bul works  with  sal  -  va  •  tion  strong.  Thy  streets  of  shin  •  ing  gold? 
Blest  seats  I  through  rude  and  siorm  •  y  scenes    I       on  -  ward  press  to  you. 


■     1.   t    ^^ 

Why  should  I  shrink  from  pain  or  woe^ 
Or  feel  at  death  dismay  ?  y 

I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view. 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 


Jerusalem,  my  happy  home. 
My  soul  still  pants  for  thee  ; 

Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end. 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 


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The  beautiful  custom  of  decorating  the  graves  of 
the  soldiers  should  have  its  lessons  for  the  schook. 
Decoration  day  committees  may  secure  an  ample 
supply  of  bouquets  if  they  will  adopt  the  plan  of 
certain  Grand  Army  Posts  in  the  larger  cities.  In- 
stead of  requesting  donations  of  flowers  from  the 
citizens  at  large,  all  the  schools  of  the  village,  town, 
or  city,  may  be  enlisted  in  the  good  work  of  pro- 
viding them,  representatives  of  the  committees  vis- 
iting the  various  schools  some  days  before  the  flowers 
are  wanted,  and  speaking  of  the  propriety  of  the 
children's  doing  what  they  can  to  furnish  them. 
The  boys  and  girls  will  at  once  be  interested.  The 
bouquets  may  be  brought  to  the  schools  on  the  after- 
noon preceding  Decoration  Day,  to  be  called  for  by 


local  committees.  Thousands  of  bouquets  may  thoj 
be  obtained.  The  entire  locality  is  laid  under  contri- 
bution for  flowers,  and  in  the  most  efiective  way 
possible.  The  children — each  boy  or  girl — ^has  done 
something,  or  has  decided  that  he  or  she  can  do 
nothing,  for  the  observance  of  the  day — and  thus  has 
come  into  personal  contact  with  the  thought  of 
gratitude  due,  and  honor  paid,  to  the  patriotic  dead. 
The  teachers  call  the  attention  of  their  schools  to  the 
meaning  cf  the  day,  under  circumstances  most  favor- 
able to  producing  a  lasting  impression.  The  story  of 
the  war  is  retold ;  the  meaning  of  the  great  stra^le 
is  taught  as  the  lesson  of  the  hour ;  and  in  every  way 
the  result  is  profitable  to  all.  "  What  we  woula 
have  in  the  community  we  must  put  into  the  schools." 


FLOWERS  FOR  THE  BRAVE. 

Andantino. 


E.  W.  Chapman. 
Bellini.    "  Norma." 


X.  Once  a    •  gam 

2.  But  these  brave 

3.  Swords  no  more 

4.  Swift-ly     now 


the  flowers  we  gath  -  er 
men  now  are  sleeping 
are  bright-ly  flashing, 
the  years  are    roU-ing, 


On  these  sa-cred  mounds  to     lay;  O'er  the 

While  their  deeds  in  memo -ry     live,  And  the 

Foes  no  more  our  land      mo  -  lest;  Slumb'ring 

While  the  hon- or    and       the    fame  Of    the 


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tombsof       fall -en     he -roes  Float  the  stars   and  stripes  to  -day.  From  the  mountain,  hill,  and 

trib-ute       we  are    bringing  'Tis  the  na  -  tion'sjoy   to      give.  Bring  we  here  the     gold  and 

in      the  green-clad  val- ley,  Low  and  peace-ful     is      their  rest.  Earth  to  them  was    full      ef 

val-iant  brave  in  •  creas-es,  And  more  dear  each  no-  ble  name.  Bring  the  flow'rs  the  grave  to 


val -ley, 
pur-ple, 
promise, 
garland. 


Is -sued  forth  a  no  -  ble    throng,  With  he -ro     -      ic  val  -  or    fight  -  ing  Till  was 
Scarlet,  blue,  and  lil  -  y         white,  Tas-sels   fix)m      the  sil  -  ver   birch  -  es  And  the 
Home  and  friends  and  life  were  dear,  But  when  loud    the  war-cry  ech  -  oed ,  Quick  the 
Let    the  sweetest  music        rise.    Let  the  stars    andstripes  be  wav  -  ing,  O'er  their 


heard  the  vie  -  tor's  song.  With  he  -  ro  -  ic  val -or  fighting  Till  was  heard  the  Vic-tor's  song, 
tu  -  lips  gay  and  bright.  Tas  -  sels  from  the  sil -ver  birches  And  the  tu- lips  gay  and  bright, 
an-swer,  "We  are  here."  But  when  loud  the  war-cry  echoed.  Quick  the  answer,  "We  are  here." 
gen'rous      sac  -  ri    -    fice.  Let  the  stars  and  stripes  be  waving  O'er  their  gen'rous  sac- ri   •   fice. 


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145 


Charm  of  Voice. — Amidst  the  gay  life,  the  beau- 
tiful forms,  the  brilliant  colors  of  an  Athenian  multi- 
tude, and  an  Athenian  street,  the  repulsive  features, 
the  unwieldy  figure,  the  naked  feet,  the  rough  thread- 
bare attire  of  the  philosopher  Socrates  must  have 
excited  every  sentiment  of  astonishment  and  ridicule 
which  strong  contrast  can  produce.  It  was  (so  his 
disciples  described  it )  as  if  one  of  the  marble  satyrs, 
wliich  sat  in  grotesque  attitudes  with  pipe  or  flute  in 
the  sculptors'  shops  of  Athens,  had  left  his  seat  of 
stone  and  walked  into  the  plane-tree  avenue  or  the 
gymnastic  colonnade.  Gradually  the  crowd  gathered 
round  him.  At  first  he  spoke  of  those  plying  their 
trades  about  him ;  and  they  shouted  with  laughter  as  he 
poured  forth  his  homely  jokes.     But  soon  the  magic 


charm  of  his  voice  made  itself  felt  The  peculiar 
sweetness  of  its  tone  had  an  effect  which  even  the 
thunder  of  Pericles  failed  to  produce.  The  laughter 
ceased — the  crowd  thickened — the  gay  youth,  whom 
nothing  else  could  tame,  stood  transfixed  and  awe- 
struck in  his  presence — there  was  a  solemn  thrill  ia 
his  words,  such  as  his  hearers  could  compare  to  noth- 
ing but  the  mysterious  sensation  produced  by  the 
clash  of  drum  and  cymbal  in  the  worship  of  the  great 
mother  of  the  gods :  the  head  swam — the  heart  leaped 
at  the  sound — tears  rushed  from  their  eyes,  and  they 
felt  that,  unless  they  tore  themselves  speedily  away 
from  that  fascinated  circle,  they  should  ere  long  sit 
down  at  his  feet  and  grow  old  in  listening  to  the 
marvelous  music  of  this  second  Marsyas. — Athenceunu 


FADING,  STILL  FADING 


PORTUGUBSB. 


1.  Fad  -  ing, Still     fad  -  ing,  the      last      beam  is      shi  -  ning.  Fa  -  ther  in     heav-en!  the 

2.  Fa  •  ther  in    heav  -  en!  oh,      hear    when  we    call!  Hear,  for  Christ's  sake,  who  is 


day  is    de  -  clin  -  ing.    Safe  -  ty  and      in  -  no  -  cence        fly    with  the    light,     Temp- 

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A  LIFE  ON  THE  OCEAN  WAVE. 


Allegro. 


Epbs  Sargrmt. 
Henry  Russell. 


1-  A    life  on  the  o-ceanwave,        A    home  on  the  roll  -  ing  deep,  Where  the  scattered  waters 

2-  Once  more  on  the  deck  I  stand       Of     my  own  swift-gliding  craft,    Set    sail !  fare-well  to  the 

3-  The  land  is  no  longer  in  view,        The  clouds  have  begun  to  frown.    But  with  a  stout  vessel  and 


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FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


1.  Au-tumn  leaves,  autumn  leaves  Lie  strewn  around  me   here; 

2.  Withered  leaves,  withered  leaves.  That  fly  be  -  fore  the   gale ; 

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Autumn  leaves,  autumn  leaves,  How^ 
Withered  leaves,  withered  leaves,  To 


sad,  how  cold,  how  drear !  How  like  the  hopes  of  childhood's  day,  Thick-clust'ring  on  the  bough ;  How 
tell      a  mournful     tale  Oflove  once  true,  and  friends  once  kind.  And  happy   moments  fled,     Dis  - 


like  those  hopes  is  their  decay,  How  faded    are  they  now!       Au-tumn  leaves,  autumn  leaves  Lie 
pelled  by  every  breath  of  wind.  For  -  got-ten,  changed,  or  dead.    Au-tumn  leaves,  autumn  leaves  Lie 


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Allegretto. 


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Childhood  Songs. 


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1.  pirdie  sweet,  birdie  sweet,  Where  may  you  be  going?  From  the  North,  hasten  South,  Autumn  winds  are 

2.  Birdie  sweet,  birdie  sweet,  Whenyouareretuming,  Fly  to  me,  let  me  see  What  new  songs  you're  learning. 


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Haste  along,  haste  along,  Soon  'twill  be  cold  weather,  Should  you  stay  you  may  be  Frozen  limb  and  feather- 
Come  again,  come  again.  Soon  'twill  be  spring  weather,  Chirp  for  me  songs  so  free,  Bird  of  golden  feather. 


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There  is  a  common  but  also  a  very  erroneous  im- 
pression that  only  a  favored  few  can  learn  music. 
In  the  schools  of  New  Haven,  «*two  hundred  and 
forty-eight  children  out  of  six  thousand  were  found 
unable  to  sing  the  scale,  and  one  hundred  and  forty 
of  these  belonged  to  the  primary  grades ;"  that  is,  out 
of  this  multitude,  only  one  hundred  and  eight  above 
the  primary  grade  could  not  sing.  The  superintend 
dent  says:  "A  systematic  course  of  training  the 
voices  of  the  little  ones  in  the  primary  rooms  has  been 
commenced.  Thus  far  the  experiment  has  been  a 
complete  success.  Children  from  five  to  eight  years 
of  age  readily  sing  the  scale,  both  singly  and  in  con- 
cert, and  read  from  the  blackboard  notes  on  the  staff 
by  numerals  and  syllables  with  as  little  hesitation  as 
CTiey  call  the  letters  and  words  of  their  reading  les- 
sons."   In  the  Hancock  School,  of  Boston,  of  about 


one  thousand  girls,  less  than  a  dozen  were  unfitted 
from  all  causes  for  attaining  to  a  fair  degree  of  suc- 
cess in  singing.  The  U.  S.  Commissioner  of  Educa- 
tion,  when  visiting  the  schools  at  New  Haven,  was 
surprised  and  gratified  at  hearing  children  in  the 
primary  schools  sing  at  sight  exercises  marked  on  the 
blackboard  by  the  teacher :  "  The  exercises  are  placed 
on  the  blackboard  in  the  presence  of  the  scholars,  and 
they  are  required  to  sing  them  once  through  without 
the  aid  of  teacher  or  instrument,  and  are  marked 
accordingly."  In  primary  schools,  gymnastic  exer- 
cises often  accompany  the  singing.  When  childrea 
are  trained  to  erect  posture,  and  the  right  use  of  the 
vocal  organs,  speaking,  reading,  and  singing  are  m«9t 
invigorating  exercises;  expanding  the  chest,  pro- 
moting deep  breathing,  quickening  the  circulation, 
and  arousing  both  the  physical  and  mental  energies. 


BABY  BYE,  HERE'S  A  FLY. 

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He  can  wear  it  upside  down! 
It  is  laced  round  his  waist, 
I  admire  his  taste! 
Pretty  as  his  clothes  are  made, 
He  will  spoil  them,  I'm  afraid. 
If  to-night  he  gets  sight 
Of  the  candle-light. 

In  the  sun  webs  are  spui\. 
What  if  he  gets  into  one? 
When  it  rains  he  complains 
On  the  window  panes. 
Tongues  to  talk  have  you  and  I, 
God  has  given  the  little  fly 
No  such  things;  so  he  sings 
With  his  buzzing  wings. 


He  can  eat  bread  and  meat. 
See  his  mouth  between  his  feet ! 
On  his  back  is  a  sack 
Like  a  peddler's  pack. 
Does  the  baby  understand? 
Then  the  fly  shall  kiss  her  hand ; 
Put  a  crumb  on  her  thumb. 
May  be  he  will  come. 

Round  and  round  on  the  ground. 
On  the  ceiling  he  is  found ; 
Catch  him  ?     No.     Let  him  go. 
Never  hurt  him  so! 
Now  you  see  his  wings  of  silk 
Drabbled  in  the  Baby's  milk. 
Fie!  oh  fie!  foolish  fly! 
How  will  yoa  get  dqr? 


All  wet  flies  twist  their  thighs; 
So  they  wipe  their  head  and  eyes. 
Cats,  you  know,  wash  just  so; 
Then  their  whiskers  grow ! 
Flies  have  hair  too  small  to  combg 
Flies  go  all  bareheaded  home; 
But  the  gnat  wears  a  hat: 
Do  you  laugh  at  that? 

Flies  can  see  more  than  we. 

So  how  bright  their  eyes  must  bot 

Little  fly,  mind  your  eye, 

Spiders  are  near  by. 

For  a  secret  I  can  tell, 

Spiders  will  not  treat  you  well;  , 

Haste  away,  do  not  stay, 

Little  fly,  good  day  I 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


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AWAY  WITH   MELANCHOLY. 

Moderato.         ,         ,  j^ 


W.  MozAirr. 


1.  A--   way  with  mel  -  an  -  chol  -  y ! 

2.  Then  what's  the  use  of    sighing, 

3.  The    rose  will  bloom  re  -  fuse 


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"While  time  is  on  the  wing; 
If  plucked  not  in   the  spring; 

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Can  we  prevent  his 
Life  soon  its  fragrance 


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fly  •  ing?  We'll  merri-ly,  mer-ri- ly  sing  Fa  la. 
lose.  Then  merri  -  ly,  mer  -  ri  -  ly  sing   Fa    la. 


Come  on,  ye  ro  -  sy  hours.  Gay, 
If  griefs,  like  A  -  pril  showers,  A 
Come  then,  ye   ro  -  sy      hours.    Gay, 


smiling  moments  bring; 
moment's  sadness  bring, 
smiling  moments  1  ring; 


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We'll  strew  the  way  with  flowers.  And  merri  -  ly,  merri  -  ly  sing  Fa  la. 
Joy  soon  succeeds  like  flowers.  Then  cheerily,  cheeri  -  ly  sing  Fa  la. 
We'll  strew  the  way  with  flowers,    And  merri  -  ly,  merri  -  ly  sing  Fa  la. 

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A  very  pretty  bough. 
Cho.  Bough  on  the  branch, 
Branch'on  the  tree. 
Tree  in  the  ground.     Out  in,  &c. 

3.  What  is  there  on  the  bough  ? 

A  very  pretty  nest. 
Cho.  Nest  on  the  bough, 
Bough  on  the  branch, 
Branch  on  the  tree. 
Tree  in  the  ground.     Out  in,  &c. 

4.  What  is  there  in  the  nest  ? 

A  very  pretty  egg. 


Cho.  Egg  in  the  nest. 
Nest  on  the  bough. 
Bough  on  the  branch. 
Branch  on  the  tree, 
Tree  in  the  ground.     Out  in,  &c. 

5.  What  is  there  in  the  egg? 

A  very  pretty  bird. 
Cho.  Bird  in  the  e^, 
Egg  in  the  nest. 
Nest  on  the  bough, 
Bough  on  the  branch. 
Branch  on  the  tree. 
Tree  in  the  ground.    Out  in,  See. 


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Star-Spangled  Banner. — This  beautiful  and  pa- 
triotic national  song  was  composed  by  Francis  Scott 
Key,  of  Baltimore,  at  the  time  of  the  bombardment 
•f  Fort  McHenry,  in  1814,  when  that  stronghold  was 
successfully  defended  from  the  attack  of  the  British 
fleet.  "  The  scene  which  he  describes,"  says  Chief 
Justice  Taney,  "and  the  warm  spirit  of  patriotism 
which  breathes  in  the  song,  were  not  the  offspring  of 
mere  fancy  or  poeUc  imagination.  He  tells  us  what 
he  actually  saw,  what  he  felt  while  witnessing  the 
conflict,  and  what  he  felt  when  the  battle  was  over 
and  the  victory  won  by  his  countrymen.  Every  word 
came  warm  from  his  heart,  and  for  that  reason,  even 
more  than  from  its  poetical  merit,  it  never  fails  to 
find  a  response  in  the  hearts  of  those  who  hear  it." 
By  authority  of  President  Madison,  Mr.  Key  had 


gone  to  the  British  fleet  under  a  flag  of  tmce  to  se* 
cure  the  release  of  his  friend.  Dr.  Beanes,  who  had 
been  captured  by  the  enemy  and  was  detained  oa 
board  the  flagship,  on  the  charge  of  violating  his 
parole.  He  met  General  Ross  and  Admirals  Cock- 
burn  and  Cochrane,  and  with  difficulty  secured  from 
them  a  promise  of  the  gentleman's  release,  but  was 
at  the  same  time  informed  tliat  they  would  not  be 
permitted  to  leave  the  fleet  until  after  the  proposed 
attack  on  Fort  McHenry,  which  the  admiral  boasted 
he  would  carry  in  a  few  hours.  The  ship  on  which 
himself,  his  friend  and  the  commissioner  who  accom- 
panied the  flag  of  truce,  were  detained,  came  up  the 
bay  and  was  anchored  at  the  mouth  of  the  Patapsco, 
within  full  view  of  Fort  McHenry.  They  watched 
the  flag  of  the  fort  through  the  entire  day  with  aa 


THE  MILLER  OF  THE  DEE. 


Chas.  Macxat. 


UiM^^^^m 


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P^=!'5F=S 


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Sf=#±i( 


1.  There  dwelt  a  mil-  ler,  hale  and  bold,  Be  -  side    the   riv  -  er      Dee;    He  wrought  and  sang  from 

2.  "Thou'rt  wrong,  my  friend!  "said  old  king  Hal,  "As  wrong  aswrong  can  be;  For  could  my  heart  be 

3.  The     mil-ler  smiled  and  doffed  his  cap :  ''I    earn    my  bread,"  quoth  he ;    "1     love    my  wife,    I 

4.  "Good  friend,"  said  Hal,  and  sighed  the  while, "Farewell  1  and  happy  be;     But    say    no  more,  if 


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ore  blithe  than  he ;  And  this     the  bur  -  den  of      his  song  For 


f       f'g 


mom  till  night.  No  lark  more 
light     as  thine,  I'd  glad  -  ly  change  with  thee, 
love    my  friend,  I     love    my  chil  -  dren  three, 
thou'dst  be  true.  That  no    one  en  -  vies    thee ; 


^-f^ri: 


len  of      his  song  For   - 
And   tell     me  now  whatmakesthee  sing  With 
I        owe    no  one      I    can  -  not  pay,    I 
Thy  mea  -  ly    cap      is  worth  my  crown;  Thy 


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ev  -  er  used  to     be,  "I      en  -  vy    no     one — no,  not    I!  And  no     one  en -vies    me  I 

voice  so  loud  and  free  While  I    am  sad,  though  I'm  the  King,  Be  -  side   the  riv- er       Dee?* 

thank  the  riv  -  er     Dee,  That  turns  the  mill  that  grinds  the  corn  To    feed  my  babes  and  me  I " 

mill  my  kingdom's  fee!  Such  men  as  thou  are  England's  boast.  Oh,  mil  -  ler  of     the    Dee" 


anxiety  that  can  better  be  felt  than  described,  until 
night  prevented  them  from  seeing  it.  During  the 
night  they  remained  on  deck,  noting  every  shell  from 
the  moment  it  was  fired  until  it  fell.  While  the  bom- 
bardment continued,  it  was  evidence  that  tiie  fort  had 
not  surrendered,  but  it  suddenly  ceased  some  time 
before  day,  and,  as  they  had  no  communication  with 
any  of  the  enemy's  ships,  they  did  not  know  whether 
the  fort  had  surrendered  or  the  attack  been  abandoned. 
They  paced  the  deck  for  the  rest  of  the  night  in  pain- 
ful suspense,  watching  with  intense  anxiety  for  the 
return  of  the  day.  As  soon  as  it  dawned,  their  glasses 
were  turned  to  the  fort,  and,  with  a  thrill  of  delight, 
Aey  saw  that  "  our  flae  was  still  there  !"  The  song 
was  begun  on  the  deck  of  the  vessel,  in  the  fervor  of 
tixc  momeot  when  he  saw  the  enemy  hastily  retreating 


to  their  ships,  and  looked  upon  tlae  proud  flag  he  had 
watched  for  so  anxiously  as  the  morning  opened.  He 
had  written,  on  the  back  of  a  letter,  some  lines,  or 
brief  notes  that  would  aid  him  in  recalling  them,  and 
for  some  of  the  lines  as  he  proceeded  he  had  to  rely 
on  his  memory.  He  finished  it  in  the  boat  on  his 
way  to  the  shore,  and  wrote  it  out  as  it  now  stands 
immediately  upon  reaching  Baltimore.  In  an  hour 
after  it  was  placed  in  the  hands  of  the  printer,  it  was  on 
the  streets  hailed  with  enthusiasm,  and  at  once  took  its 
place  as  a  national  song.  The  music  of  the  Sur  Span- 
gled Banner,  to  which  it  was  at  once  adapted,  is  an 
old  French  air.long  known  in  England  as"  Anacreon," 
and  afterwards  in  America  as  "Adams  and  Liberty." 
Mr.  Key  died  in  1846.  At  San  Francisco,  a  monu- 
ment costing  f  1 50,000  hsu  been  erected  to  his  memorj. 


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STAR-SPANGLED   BANNER. 


Francis  Scott  Kby.    1814. 


Solo  or  Quartette. 


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Oh,       say,  can  yoa  see,     by  the    dawn's  early    light.  What  so     proudly  we  hail'd  at  the 

On  the  shore  dim-ly  seen  thro' the    mists  of  the    deep.  Where  the  foe's  haughty  host    in  dread 

And   where  is  that  band  who  so     vauntingly    swore,  That  the    hav  -  oc    of    war  and  the 
Oh,      thus  be     it       ev-erwhen  freemen  shall  stand  Be-tween  their    loved  home  and  wild 

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twilight's  last  gleaming, Whose  broad  stripes  and  bright  stars,  thro'  the  perilous  fight,  O'er  the  ramparts  we 
si   -   lence  re  -  pos  -es.  What    is     that  which  the  breeze,  o'er  the  tower-ing  steep.  As    it     fit  •  ful-  ly 
bat   •   tie's  con-fu-sion,  A      .     .  home  and  a  country  should  leave  us  no  more  ?  Their  blood  has  wash'd 
war's    des  -  o-lation ;  Blest  with  vict'ry  and  peace,  may  the  heav'n-rescued  land  Praise  the  pow'r  that  hath 


•watch'd,  were  so    gal-lant-ly  streaming?  And  the  rockets'  red  glare,  the  bombs  bursting  in    air.  Gave 
blows,    half  conceals,  half  dis- clos- es  ?  Now  it    catches  the  gleam  of  the  morning's  first  beam,  In  full 
out        their  foul  footsteps'  pol-  lu-tion.  No  re-fuge  could  save    the      hireling  and  slave  From  the 

made      and  preserv'd  us    a      nation  1  Then       conquer  we  must,  when  our  cause  it   is  just.  And 


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proof  thro'  the  night 
glo  •  ry  re  -  fleet  ■ 
ter  -  ror  of  flight 
this      be  our   mot  - 


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that  our   flag    was  still  there.     Oh,  .  .  say,  does    that  star-  span  -  gled 

ed,  now  shines  on  the  stream :  'Tis  the  star-span  -  gled  ban  -  ner :    oh, 

or  the  gloom   of  the  grave  :    And  the  star-span  -  gled  ban  -  ner     in 

to:  "In  God      is  our  trust !"  And  the  star-span  -  gled  ban  -  ner     in 

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long      may  it 

tri    •    umph  doth 

tri         umph  shall 

— 1        L  L»tiL» 


wave 
wave 
wave 
wave 


O'er  the  land    of    the      free    and    the    home    of  the    brave. 


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An  extraordinary  feature  of  the  musical  world  of 
the  present  day  is  the  enormous  orchestcas  which  can 
be  produced  on  special  occasions,  A  chorus  of  sev- 
eral thousand  voices  supported  by  hundreds  of  instru- 
ments may  now  be  heard,  rendering  the  immortal 
compositions  of  the  greatest  masters  of  the  divine 
art,  in  the  People's  Palace  at  Sydenham  and  else- 
where. These  orchestras  are  chiefly  selected  from 
the  ranks  of  the  people,  of  whom  the  artisan  is  the 
chief  element.  The  reduction  in  the  cost  of  instru- 
ments and  the  adoption  of  what  may  be  called  the 
Eint-stock  principle  are  tending  still  further  to  en- 
rge  the  boundaries  of  the  practical  musical  world. 
At  any  time  and  for  any  purpose  it  is  now  easy  to 
secure  a  band  and  chorus  sufficient  in  numbers  and 


executive  power  to  render  in  an  efficient  and  power- 
ful manner,  the  glorious  productions  of  Beethoven. 
Mozart,  Handel,  and  other  great  masters.  On  all 
these  occasions,  the  violin  bears  a  most  important 
part.  It  is  the  leading  instrument  in  these  great 
performances,  as  it  is,  after  the  voice,  the  most 
powerful  medium  of  expression  in  solo.  It  is  also 
the  people's  instrument.  The  labors  of  many  eminent 
violin-makers,  following  in  the  steps  of  the  great 
masters,  have  so  immensely  improved  the  art,  that  a 
good  instrument  may  now  be  possessed  by  any  one. 
And  it  may  be  said  that  with  its  improvement  has 
arisen  also  the  extensive  and  wide-spread  practice  of 
music  generally.  An  ear  accustomed  to  the  fine  tone 
of  a  good  violin  will  not  now  tolerate  a  bad  piano  forte. 


OUR  FLAG  O'ER  US  WAVING. 


Air 


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G.  Verdi. 
-Anvil  Chorus  "  II  Travatore. 
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spirited. 

1.  See    the  proud  banner  of  Lib- er -ty  streaming.  Its  bright  starry  folds   o'er  us    ra  -  diant  -   ly 

2.  Bright  starry  ban-  ner !  thy  fame  we  will  cher-ish,  And  shield  thee  and  save  thee,  or  no  -  bly    we'll 


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gleaming ;  Hear  the  loud  trumpet  its  war  note  re  -  peating.  The  roll  of  the  drums  where  brave  armies  are 
per  -ish:  Proudly  our  ea  -  gles  are  floating    a -bove  thee,  Columbia,  for   ev  -  er  we  bless  thee  and 


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meet-ing,  brave  armie 
love  thee !  bless  thee  s 

g^  J  i^ 

s  meeting,     are 
ind  love  thee,  and 

meeting! 
love  thee ! 

4 V ^Z- 

On,  on    to 
On,  on    to 

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glo  -ry's  field,  our 
vie  -  to  -  ry !  our 

proud  flag  o'er  us 
country  now  and 

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wav-ing!   Marching  to  conquest,  ev-'ry  dan- ger  no -bly  brav-ing.  March, march, march  on    to 
ev   -  er,       Palsied     the  trai-tor  hand  our  Union  that  would  sever:  Hail!    hail!  hail!      land  of 


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vie  -  to   -  ry!  March  on!  March  on!  on!  March  on!  March  on!  on!  March  onto  victo 
Lib  -  er  -   ty !     Hail !  noble  land,  hail !  Hail !  noble  land,  hail !  Hail !  land  of  jib  -  er 


ry! 
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HAIL  COLUMBIA. 


With  energy. 


Tune 


F.  HOPKINSON,  ito8. 

—"President's  March.' 


1.  Hail,  Co-lum-bia!  hap- py  land,    Hail,  ye  heroes,  heav'n-born  band,  Who  fought  and  bled    in 

2.  Immortal  patriots,  rise  once  more,  Defend  your  rights,  defend  your  shore !  Let  no  rude  foe,  with 

3.  Behold  the  chief  who  now  commands,  Once  more  to  serve  his  country  stands  The  rock  on  which  the 


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freedom's  cause.  Who  fought  and  bled  in  freedom's  cause,  And  when  the  storm  of  war  was  gone  En  - 
im  -  pious  hand,  Let  no  rude  foe,  with  impious  hand.    Invade  the  shrine  where  sacred  lies  Of 
storm  will  beat.  The  rock  on  which  the  storm  will  beat.   But  armed  in  vir  -  tue   firm  and  true,  His 


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joy 'd  the  peace  your  val- or  won.  Let  in  -  de-pendence  be  our  boast,  Ev  -  er  mind-ful 
toil  and  blood,  the  well-eam'd  prize.  While  ofF'ring  peace,  sincere  and  just.  In  Heav'n  we  place  a 
hopes  are  fixed  on  Heav'n  and  you.  When  hope  was  sinking  in  dismay.  When  glooms  obscur'd  Co' 


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what  it  cost;      Ev  -  er  grate -ful      for    the  prize.       Let     its    al   •  tar  reach  the  skies, 

man-ly  trust,  Thattruthandjus-tice    will  pre -vail.  And  ev' -  ry  scheme  of    bondage  fail, 

lumbia's  day.  His  stead-y  mind,  from  chan-ges  free.  Resolved  on  death  or      lib  -  er  -    ty. 


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band     of        broth -ers    join'd,     Peace    and     safe 

P-J   ir  -p-     J    -r    r- 


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It  is  stated  that  the  late  Dr.  Ray  Palmer  originally 
wrote  his  most  famous  hymn  on  a  leaf  of  a  pocket  diary. 
There  it  remained  for  a  year  and  a  half.  Its  author 
then  met  Dr.  Mason  on  the  street  in  Boston.  The  ex- 
istence of  the  hymn  was  discovered  by  Dr.  Mason's 
inquiry  for  new  materials  for  a  hymn  and  tune  book 
which  he  was  then  compiling.  He  took  the  hymn  and 
in  a  few  days  returned  it  with  the  tune  "  Olivet,"  which 
he  had  composed  for  it.  His  sagacious  judgment  of 
it  was  expressed  in  saying  to  the  author,  "  You  may 
live  many  years  and  do  many  good  things.  But  I  think 
you  will  be  best  known  to  posterity  as  the  author  of 
■•  My  faith  looks  up  to  Thee.' "   It  was  one  of  those 


fleeting  conjunctions  of  circumstances  and  of  men  by 
which  God  often  sets  forward  to  their  fulfillment  his 
eternal  decrees.  The  doctor  of  music  and  the  future 
doctor  of  theology  are  thrown  together  in  the  roaring 
thoroughfare  of  commerce  for  a  brief  interview,  scarcely 
more  than  enough  for  a  morning  salutation,  and  the 
blessed  result  to  mankind  is  the  publication  of  a 
Christian  lyric  which  is  to  be  sung  around  the  world. 
Music  stands  nearest  to  divinity.  I  would  not  give 
the  little  I  know  for  all  the  treasures  of  the  world !  It  is 
my  shield  in  combat  and  adversity,  my  friend  and  com- 
panion in  moments  of  joy,  my  comforter  and  refuge  in 
those  of  despondency  and  solitude. — Martin  Luther. 


DEAREST  NATIVE  LAND. 

Audantino. 


H.  Proch. 


Jold-en  stars    for    me  are  shin -ing 
2.  On      a    for  -  eign  shore  I    languish 


Here  by  zephyrs  fanned ;  But  for  thee,  dear  land,  I'm 
Weary     and     a -lone,Where  no  friend  can  soothe  mine 


r_^,|r;^Sj,jlj.J:J|J.JJj|J.|i    r^ 


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pin -ing.    Dear -est    native  land!  Comes  the  tho't  of  those  who  love  me  In 
anguish,    None  can  heed  its  moan !  Oh,  the  deep,  the  ardent  longings,   In 


^^ 


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my  na  -  tive  home, 
my  breast  that  bum. 


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Ki-.M-.n^Mii^ 


,    Now  a  •  far     I  roam 


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iiz=jfP^ih-9, 


What  hath  power  alike      to  move  me, 

As  my  thoughts  with  heart  o'erflowing.    Back  to    thee    re 


turn. 


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fe=i 


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What  hath  power  a- 
As  my  thoughts  with 


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like     to  move    me,   Now      a  -  far      I    roam?     Golden    stars      for 
heart  o'er-flow  -  ing.  Back     to  thee     re  -  tiun.     Golden    stars      for 


me    are  shin  -  ing, 
me     are  shin  -  ing, 


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^COLUMBIA,  GEM  OF  THE  OCEAN. 

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D.  T.  Shaw. 


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1.  Oh,  Co  -  lum-bia,  the  gem  of  the    ocean.  The  home  of  the  brave  and  the    free,      The 

2.  When  war  wing'd  its  wide  des-o  -  la-tion,  And  threaten'd  the  land  to    de  -  form,     The 

3.  The        star-spangled  banner  bring  hither.  O'er    Columbia's  true  Sons  let  it  wave ;  May  the 


shrine  of  each  pa-triot's  de  -  vo-tion, 
ark  then  of  freedom's  foun  -  da-tion, 
wreaths  they  have  won  nev-  er      wither. 


A       world  of-fers   hom-age  to    thee,        Thy 
Co    -    lum-bia,  rode  safe  thro' the  storm:  With  the 
Nor  its  stars  cease  to  shine  on    the  brave.  May  the 


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ser  -  vice    u  -  ni  -  ted  ne'er  sev  -er, 


When    Lib  -  er-ty's  form  stands  in  view ;      Thy 

When  so  proudly  she  bore  her  brave  crew,  With  her 

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ar  -  my  and  na  -  vy    for  -  ev  -  er. 


When  borne  by  the  red,  white  and  blue.        When 
The      boast  of  the  red,  white  and  blue.         The 
Three  cheers  for  the  red,  white  and  blue.         Three 


borne  by  the  red,  white  and  blue, 
boast  of  the  red,  white  and  blue, 
cheers  for  the  red,  white  and  blue. 


When  borne  by  the  red,  white  and  blue.         Thy 
The     boast    of   the  red,  white  and  blue.      With  her 
Three  cheers  for  the  red,  white  and  blue.         The 


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Evenings  at  Home. — There  is  nothing  that  con- 
tributes more  to  the  pleasure  of  evenings  at  home 
than  music  in  families.  To  cultivate  a  love  of  music 
I  among  children,  creates  and  fosters  a  refined  senti- 
ment that  is  not  forgotten  when  they  arrive  at  ma- 
turity. Music  engenders  and  promotes  good  feeling. 
The  blending  of  the  voices  of  parents  and  children 
in  song  strengthens  the  ties  that  bind  them  together, 
and  the  love  that  centres  about  the  home  fireside. 
It  renders  home  attractive,  interesting,  and  beautiful ; 
and  in  every  home  circle  where  it  is  tolerated  and 
cultivated,  there  will  be  found  a  greater  freedom 


from  all  those  discords  and  inharmonious  conte» 
tions,  that  render  so  many  parents  miserable  and 
their  children  anxious  to  find  a  more  congenial  atmos- 
phere elsewhere.  Music  is  not  an  unmanly  or  effemi- 
nate way  of  spending  one's  time,  as  many  unrefined 
parents  aver  when  they  proscribe  even  the  coveted  fii- 
dle  their  sons  enjoy  scraping  in  the  attic.  Every  home 
should  have  a  musical  instrument  in  it  that  can  be  used 
as  an  accompaniment  to  the  family  voices.  It  will  give 
employment  and  amusement  -to  the  children  in  thei' 
otherwise  unoccupied  hours.  It  will  keep  them  a' 
home,  and  very  often  out  of  bad  influences  elsewhere. 


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THE  DEAREST  SPOT. 


W.  T.  WUGBTOK. 


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The  dear-est  spot  of  earth  to  me.  Is  home,  sweet  home.  The  fairy  land  I've  longed  to  see,  Is 
I've  uught  my  heart  the  way  to  prize  My  home,  sweet  home,  I've  learned  to  look  with  lover's  eyes,  Oa 


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home,  sweet  home.  There  how  charmed  the  .-  ise  of  hearing.  There  where  hearts  are  so  endearing 
home,  sweet  home.  There  where  vows  are  truly  plighted.  There  where  hearts  are  so  u  -  ni  -  ted. 


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All    the  world    is    not    so    cheer  -  ing.  As  home,  sweet  home. 
All     the  world  be    sides  I've  slighted,  For  home,  sweet  home. 


The  dear  -  est  spot  of 
The  dear  •  est  spot  of 


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earth  to  me,  is  home,  sweet  home ;  The  fair  -  y  land  I've  longed  to  see,  Is  home,  sweet  home. 


What  an  auxiliary  is  music  to  the  teacher,  bright- 
ening up  dull  faces,  inspiring  cheerfulness  that  be- 
comes an  impetiKs  to  labor,  softening  and  soothing 
nervous  irritation  often  so  difficult  to  contend  against, 
which  has  been  excited  by  the  crowded  school  im- 
patient under  the  restraint  and  monotony  of  position 
and  occupation!  Think,  too,  of  each  child  frequently 
going  home  at  night,  like  the  honey-laden  bee,  with 
a  gay  little  song  to  charm  the  work-wearied  father's 
keart  j  a  lullaby  which,  sung  over  the  baby's  cradle, 


shall  soothe  the  mother's  spirit  while  it  closes  baby's 
eyes;  holy  hymns  that  shall  make  the  very  roof  tree 
a  better  shelter  for  the  hearts  beneath  it  Thus  the 
influence  of  the  public  school  goes  out  blessing  and 
blest;  and  we  gather  sheaves  of  joy  to  hold  dose  to 
humble  hearts,thankful  that  we  may  be  permitted  to  aid 
in  making  the  world  happier  and  better,as  well  as  wiser; 
that  we,  too,  amid  the  silent,  unseen  influences,  are 
serving  our  country  and  our  God,  and  at  the  same  time 
learmng  the  useful  lesson  of  how  to  labor  and  to  wait 


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'  The  wonder  of  the  English  skylark's  song  is  its 
eopiousness  and  sustained  strength.  There  is  no  theme, 
«o  beginning  or  end,  like  most  of  the  best  bird-songs, 
and  a  perfect  swarm  of  notes  pouring  out  like  bees 
from  a  liive.  We  have  many  more  melodious  songsters ; 
the  bobolink  in  the  meadows,  the  vesper  sparrow  in 
the  pastures,  the  purple  finch  in  the  groves,  the  winter 
wren,  or  any  of  the  thrushes  in  the  woods,  or  the  wood 
wagtail.  But  our  birds  all  stop  where  the  English  sky- 
lark has  only  just  begun.  Away  he  goes  on  quivering 
wing,  inflating  his  throat  fuller  and  fuller,  mounting 
Vid  mounting,  and  turning  to  all  points  of  the  compass 


as  if  to  embrace  the  whole  landscape  In  his  song,  the 
notes  still  raining  upon  you  as  distinct  as  ever,  after 
you  have  left  him  far  behind.  The  English  skylark  also 
sings  long  after  all  the  other  birds  are  silent — as  if  he 
had  perpetual  spring  in  his  heart. — John  Burrtughs, 
It  would,  of  course,  be  more  amusing  to  recite  con- 
nected than  unconnected  words,  as  it  is  more  amusing 
to  sing  passages  than  single  notes ;  but  as  no  singing 
voice  ever  yet  was  formed  by  the  exclusive  utterance  of 
anything  that  could  be  called  music,  so  no  speakiiig 
voice  will  ever  be  formed  by  the  exclusive  utterance  of 
anything  that  can  be  spoken  of  as  literature. — Hullah, 


FISHERMEN'S  CHORUS 


D.  F.  E.  AuBBR. 
From  ••  Masanibllo.' 


1.  Be  -  hold    how  brightly  breaks  the  morning,  Tho' bleak  our  lot    .    .      our  hearts  are  warm, 

2.  A  -  way,       no  cloud  is  lowering  o'er     us,  Free-ly     now     .     .     .    we'Ustem  the  wave. 


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To      toil  inured,  all  dan  -  ger  scorn  -  ing, 

Hoist,  hoist        all  sail,  while  full  be  -  fore     us. 


We'll  hail  the  breeze 
Hope's  beacon  shines 


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brave  the  storm,  Put  off,  put  off,  our  course  we  know ;  Take  heed,  whisper  low ;  Look  out  and  spread  your 
cheer  the  brave.  Put  off,  put  off,  our  course  we  know ;  Take  heed,  whisper  low ;  Look  out  and  spread  your 


Bet  with  care ;  Take  heed,  whisper   low ;     The  prey  we  seek  we'll  soon,  we'll  soon  en  -  snare ;    The 


prey  we  seek  we'll  soon,  we'll  soon  ensnare;     Take  heed,  whisper  low;  take  heed,  whisper  low. 


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Form. — Nothing  is  more  common  than  to  hear  it 
taid  that  Mozart  is  a  great  master  of  form ;  that 
Beethoven's  form  is  at  times  obscure,  and  so  forth. 
Of  course  what  is  meant  is,  that  in  the  arrangement 
and  development  of  the  musical  phrases,  there  is  a 
greater  or  less  fitness  of  proportion,  producing  an  effect 
of  unity  or  incoherence  as  the  case  may  be.  But  the 
idea  of  musical  form  can  be  made  intelligible  to  any 
one  who  will  take  the  trouble  to  glance  at  so  simple 
a  melody  as  «  The  Blue  Bells  of  Scotland."  That  air 
consists  of  four  phrases,  each  of  which  is  divided  into 


an  elation  and  depression.  The  first  two  phrases  ar» 
repeated  ;  the  third  and  fourth  occur  in  the  middle ; 
and  the  first  two  recur  at  the  close.  Thus  music  ap- 
pears visibly  to  the  eye  to  possess  all  the  essential 
properties  of  emotion.  May  we  not,  therefore,  say 
that  the  secret  of  its  power  consists  in  this,  that  it 
alone  is  capable  of  giving  to  the  simplest,  the  sub 
tlest,  and  the  most  complex  emotions  alike,  that  fuK 
and  satisfactory  expression  through  sound,  which 
hitherto  it  has  been  found  impossible  to  give  to  many 
of  them  in  any  other  way  ? — Music  and  Morals. 


CHRISTMAS  TIME  IS  COME  AGAIN. 

JV<7i  too  Siow. 


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hap -py  place    Joy  -  ous  prais  •   es    bringing. 


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CHRIST  IS  BORN  IN  BETHLEHEM. 

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2  Dearest  Saviour,   grant  Thy      fa-vor,  While  in  these  Thy  courts  we  stay,  Thy  rich  blessing  on  us 

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rest  -  ing.  On  this  hap  -  py    fes-tive   day,  Bells  are  ring-ing,    and  birds  are  sing-ing,    Woods  and 


sweet-ly    tune  your  voices,         Sing  a -loud  while  Heaven  rejoices;     Hal-le  -  lu-jah!    Hal-le- 
fields  their  trib-ute  bringing,       Back  the  hills  the    ech  -  o  flinging ;     Let  our  voi-ces,   swell  the 


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chorus      In    a  grateful  song  of  praise ;  Joyful  come  before  Him  now,  Humbly  in  His  presence  bow. 


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Two  easily  distinguishable  mental  influences  seem 
to  belong  to  music,  according  as  it  is  heard  by  those 
of  musical  sensibility  who  really  appreciate  it,  or  by 
others  who  are  unable  to  do  so.  To  the  former  it 
opens  a  book  of  poetry  which  they  follow,  word  for 
word,  after  the  performer,  as  if  he  read  it  to  thegi ; 
thinking  the  thoughts  of  the  composer  in  succession 
wiih  scarcely  greater  uncertainty  or  vagueness  than 
if  they  were  expressed  in  verbal  language  of  a  slightly 
mystical  description.  To  the  latter  the  book  is  closed; 
but  though  the  listener's  own  thoughts  unroll  them- 
selves uninterrupted  by  the  composer's  ideas,  they  are 


very  considerably  colored  thereby.  ••1  deliglit  la 
music,"  said  oiiCe  a  great  man  of  science ;  ••  I  am 
always  able  to  think  out  my  work  better  while  it  is 
going  on."  As  a  matter  of  fact  he  resumed  at  the 
moment  a  disquisition  concerning  the  date  of  the 
glacial  period  at  tlie  precise  point  at  which  it  had 
been  interrupted  by  the  performance  of  a  symphony  of 
Beethoven,  having  evidently  mastered  in  the  inter- 
val an  intricate  astronomical  knot  To  ordmary 
mortals,  with  similar  deficJency  of  musical  sense, 
harmonious  sound  seems  to  spread  a  halo  like  that 
of  light,  causing  every  subject  of  contemplation  ta 


LET  ERIN  REMEMBER. 

/  Animated. 


T.    MOOKR. 

Arranged  by  Balvs. 


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»eera  glorified  as  a  landscape  appears  in  a  dewy 
sunrise.  Old  memories  rise  to  the  mind  and  seem 
infinitely  more  affecting  than  at  other  times;  still  living 
affections  grow  doubly  tender  j  new  beauties  appear 
in  the  picture  or  the  landscape  before  our  eyes,  and 
passages  of  remembered  prose  or  poetry  float  through 
our  brain  in  majestic  cadence.  In  a  word,  the  sense 
of  the  beautiful,  the  tender,  the  sublime,  is  vividly 
aroused,  and  the  atmosphere  of  familiarity  and  com- 
monplace, wTierewith  the  real  beauty  and  sweet- 
ness of  life  are  too  oflen  veiled,  is  lifted  for  the 
konr.  ^As  in  a  camera-obscura,  or  mirror,  the  very 


trees  and  grass  which  we  had  looked  on  a  tliousand 
times  are  seen  to  possess  unexpected  loveliness.  But 
all  this  can  only  happen  to  the  non-musical  soul 
when  the  harmony  to  which  it  listens  is  really  har- 
monious, and  when  it  comes  at  an  appropriate  time, 
when  the  surrounding  conditions  permit  and  incline 
the  man  to  surrender  himself  to  its  influences ;  in  a 
word,  when  nothing  else  demands  his  attentioiu 

An  excellent  mother,  who  had  learned  the  lesson  ol 
life,  writing  to  her  son  on  the  birth  of  his  eldest  chil^ 
says :  "Give  him  education,  that  his  life  may  be  nseUf 
teach  him  religion  that  his  death  may  be  happy." 


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Stephen  Collins  Foster  was  bom  in  Allegheny, 
Pennsylvania,  on  the  4th  of  July,  1826.  He  was  the 
youngest  child  of  William  B.  Foster,  a  merchant  of 
Pittsburg,  and  mayor  of  his  native  city,  member  of  the 
State  legislature,  and  a  Federal  officer  under  President 
Buchanan.  His  sister  was  the  wife  of  Rev.  Edward 
Y.  Buchanan,  a  brother  of  the  President.  The  com- 
piler of  the  Franklin  Square  Collection  recalls  his  keen 
enjoyment  of  the  organ  of  the  Episcopal  church  at  Par- 
adise, a  country  parish  in  Lancaster  county,  Pennsyl- 


vania, of  which  Mr.  Buchanan  was  for  many  years  the 
rector.  Mrs.  Buchanan  always  played  at  the  Sunday 
morning  service,  and  since  we  have  learned  to  enjoy 
the  songs  of  her  brother,  none  of  which  had  then  been 
written,  we  seem  to  understand  more  the  spell  under 
which  the  masic  of  this  gentle,  gifted  lady  brought 
and  held  us  as  a  child.  She  too  had  inherited  "  a  dou- 
ble portion  of  the  divine  gift  of  music."  For  the  facts 
in  the  sketch  here  given  we  are  indebted  to  an  article 
by  Mr.  Robert  P.  Nevin,  of  Pittsburg,  who  says :    The 


MASSA'S  IN  THE  COLD  GROUND. 

Rather  Slow,  with  Feeling. 


Stbphbm  C.  Fostsk. 


1.  Round  de  meadows  am  a  -  ring  -  ing,  De  darkies' mournful  song.    While  de  mocking-bird  am  singing, 

2.  When  de  autumn  leaves  are  fall-ing.       When  de  days  are  cold,  'Twas  hard  to  hear  old  massa  call-ing, 

3.  Mas  -  sa  make  de  darkeys  love  him,       Cayse  he  was  so  kind.      Now,  day  sadly  weep  a  -  bove  him. 


nap-  py  as  de  day  am  long.  wnereae  1  -  vy  am  a-creep-mg  u  er  me  grassy  mouna, 
Cayse  he  was  so  weak  and  old.  Now  de  orange  trees  am  blooming  On  de  sand  -  y  shore. 
Mourning  cayse  he  leave  dem  behind.  I   can  -  not  work  before  to-morrow,    Cayse  de  tear-drop    flow,  I 


Hap-  py    as  de  day    am       long.      Where  de  1  -  vy  am  a-creep-ing    O'er  the  grassy    mound. 


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Dare  old  massa  am  a  -  sleep  -  ing,  Sleeping  in  de  cold,  cold  ground 
Now  de  summer  days  am  com  -  ing,  Massa  nebber  calls  no  more 
try       to  drive  away   my   sor  -  row,     Pickin'  on  de   old    ban 


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cold  ground. 


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evidences  of  a  musical  capacity  of  no  common  order 
were  apparent  in  Stephen  at  an  early  period.  Going 
Into  a  shop  one  day,  when  about  seven  years  old,  he 
picked  up  a  flageolet,  the  first  he  had  ever  seen,  and 
comprehending,  after  an  experiment  or  two,  the  order 
of  the  scale  on  the  instrument,  was  able  in  a  few  min- 
ntes,  uninstructed,  to  play  any  of  the  simple  tunes 
within  the  octave  with  which  he  was  acquainted.  He 
Was  a  boy  of  delicate  constitution,  not  addicted  to  the 


active  sports  or  any  of  the  mere  figorois  habits  of  boys. 
A  recluse,  owning  and  soliciting  no  guidance  but  that 
of  his  text-book,  in  the  quiet  of  the  woods,  or,  if  that 
were  inaccessible,  the  retirement  of  his  chamber,  he  de- 
voted himself  to  music.  At  the  age  of  seventeen  he  went 
to  Cincinnati  into  the  office  of  his  brother,  discharging 
the  duties  of  his  place  with  faithfulness  and  ability.  His 
spare  hours  were  still  devoted  to  his  favorite  pursuit 
although  his  productions  were  chiefly  preserved  is 


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manuscript,  and  kept  for  the  private  entertainment  of 
his  friends.  At  that  time  a  Mr.  Andrews,  of  Pittsburg, 
offered  a  silver  cup  for  the  best  original  negro  song, 
Mr.  Morrison  Foster  sent  to  his  brother  Stephen  a  copy 
of  the  advertisement  announcing  the  fact,  with  a  letter 
urging  him  to  become  a  competitor  for  the  prize.  He 
finally  yielded,  and  in  due  time  forwarded  a  melody 
entitled,  "  Way  down  South,  whar  de  Com  grows." 
When  the  eventful  night  came,  the  various  pieces  in 
competiton  were  rendered  to  the  audience  by  Nelson 


Kneass  to  his  own  accompaniment  on  the  piano.  The 
audience  expressed  by  iheir  applause  a  decided  pre- 
ference for  Stephen's  melody;  but  the  committee  de- 
cided in  favor  of  some  one  else.  This  experiment  of 
Foster's  served  a  profitable  purpose,  for  it  led  him  to 
a  critical  investigation  of  the  school  of  music  to  which 
it  belonged.  This  had  been,  and  was  yet,  vmques- 
tionably  popular.  To  what,  then,  was  it  indebted  for 
its  captivating  points  ?  It  was  to  its  truth  to  Nature  in 
her  simplest  and  most  childlike  mood.     Settled  as  to 


OH,  BOYS,  CARRY  ME  'LONG. 


Stephen  C.  Foster. 
I 


^^^^^^^^Sl^^s 


Moderate, 

1.  Oh!     carry  me  'long, 

2.  All       o  -  ber  de     land 

3.  Farewell  to  de    boys, 

4.  Farewell  to  de    hills, 


der's  no  more  trouble  for     me  ; 
I've  wandered  many  a      day, 
wid  hearts  so  happy  and  light, 
de  meadows  covered  wid  green. 


I's  gwine  to  roam  in  a  .happy  home,Where 
To  blow  de  horn    and    mind  de  corn,  And 

Dey  sing  a  song  de  whole  day  loilg.  And 
Old  brindle  Boss,  and  de  old  grey  boss.  All 


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all  de  darkies  am  free, 
keep  de  possum  a  -  way. 
dance  de  ju  -  ba  at  night, 
beat-en,  broken  and  lean. 


I've  worked  long  in  de  fields; 
No  tise  for  me  now, 
Fare- well  to  de  fields 
Fare-well  to   de       dog 


I've  handled  many     a       hoe;  I'll 

So,    darkies,   bury    me      low;  My 

Ob    cotton,  'bacco,  and        all;  I's 

Dat  always  followed  me  round ;  Old 


turn  my  eye,  be  -  fore  I  die,  And  see  de  sugar-cane  grow, 
horn  is  dry,  and  I  must  lie,  Wha  de  possum  nebber  can  go. 
gwine  to  hoe,  in  a  bress-ed  row,  Wha  de  com  grows  mellow  and  tall. 
Sancho'll  wail,  and  droop  his  tail,    When     I      am   under  de  ground. 


Oh! 
Oh! 
Oh! 
Oh! 


boys,  carry  me  'long; 
boys,  carry  me  'long; 
boys,  carry  me  'long; 
boys,  carry  me  'long; 


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Carry  me  till  I         die, 


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Carry  me  down  to  de     buryin'  groun',  Old  Massa,  don't  you    cry. 

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theory,  Foster  applied  himself  to  its  exemplification. 
The  Presidential  campaign  of  1844  was  distinguished 
by  political  song-singing.  Clubs  for  that  purpose  were 
organized  in  all  the  cities  and  towns  and  hamlets.  So 
enthusiastic  became  the  popular  feeling  in  this  direc- 
tion, that,  when  the  November  crisis  was  come  and 
gone,  these  clubs  lived  on.  Among  them  was  one, 
composed  of  a  half-dozen  young  men,  Foster — ^home 
again,  and  a  link  once  more  in  the  circle  of  his  inti- 


mates— at  its  head.  One  night  he  laid  before  them  a 
song  entitled  "  Louisiana  Belle."  It  elicited  unani- 
mous applause,  and  in  the  course  of  a  few  nights  the 
song  was  sung  very  widely  in  Pittsburg.  Foster  then 
brought  to  light  his  portfolio  specimens,  since  univer- 
sally known  as  "Uncle  Ned"  and  "  O  Susanna!" 
The  favor  with  which  these  latter  were  received  far 
surpassed  even  that  of  "  Louisiana  Belle."  Their  fame 
spread  far  and  wide,  until  from  the  drawing-rooms  of 


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Cincinnati  they  were  introduced  into  its  concert  halls, 
and  there  became  known  to  W.  C.  Peters,  who  at  once 
reciuested  copies  for  publication.  These  were  cheer- 
fully furnished  by  the  author.  He  did  not  look  for 
remuneration.  For  "  Uncle  Ned,"  which  appeared  in 
1 847 ,  he  received  none ;  "  O  Susanna ! ' '  soon  followed, 
and  "imagine  my  delight,"  he  writes,  "in  receiving 
one  hundred  dollars  in  cash !  Though  this  song  was 
not  successful,"  he  continues;  "yet  the  two  fifty-dollar 
bills  1  received  for  it  had  the  effect  of  starting  me  on 


my  present  vocation  of  song-writer."  In  pursuance  of 
this  decision,  he  set  himself  to  work,  and  began  to  pour 
out  his  productions  with  astonishing  rapidity.  Out  ol 
the  list,  embracing  about  one  hundred  and  fifty  of  hia 
songs,  the  most  flatteringly  received  among  his  negro 
melodies  were  those  already  enumerated,  followed  by 
"Nelly  was  a  Lady,"  in  1849;  "My  Old  Kentucky 
Home,"  and  "Camptown  Races,"  in  1850;  "Old 
Folks  at  Home"  in  1 85 1;  "Massa's  in  the  Cold 
Ground,"  in  1852;    "Oh,  Boys,  Carry  me  'long,"  ia 


WILLIE,  WE  HAVE  MISSED  YOU. 


Stephen  C.  Foster. 


^^^^m 


1.  Oh!   Wil  -  lie,  is    it    you,  dear,        Safe,  safe   at  home?  They  did    not  tell  me  true,  dear;  They 

2.  We've  longed  to  see  you  night-  ly,  But  this  night  of    all ;     The  fire    was  blazing  bright  -  ly      And 

3.  The  days  were  sad  without    you.  The  nights  long  and  drear;  My  dreams  have  been  about  you.      Oh ! 


said  you  would  not  come,  I  heard  you  at  the  gate.  And  it  made  my  heart  rejoice ; 
lights  were  in  the  hall.  The  lit  -  tie  ones  were  up  'Till'twasten  o 'clock  and  past, 
wel-come,  Wil  -  lie  dear!      Last  night  I  wept  and  watched  By  the  moonlight's  cheerless  ray. 


For   I 

Then  their 
'Till    I 


knew  that  welcome  footstep  And  that  dear,  fa  -  mil  -  iar  voice.  Making 
eyes  began  to  twinkle,  And  they've  gone  to  sleep  at  last ;  But  they 
thought  I  heard  your  footstep.  Then  I  wiped  my  tears  a-  way ;    But  my 


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music    on      my  ear    In  the 
listened  for  your  voice  Till  they 
heart  grew  sad  again  When  I 


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lone  -  ly  mid -night  gloom:  Oh!  Wil  -  lie,  we  have  missed  you; 
thought  you'd  never  come ; — Oh !  Wil  -  lie,  we  have  missed  you ; 
found  you  had    not    come ; — Oh  I     Wil  -  he,  we  have  missed  you ; 


Wei  -  come,  wel  -  come  home ! 
Wei  -  come,  wel  -  come  home ! 
Wel  -  come,  wel  -  come  home  I 


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1853;  "Hard  Times  come  again  no  more,"  in  1854; 
"Old  Black  Joe,"  in  i860.  In  all  these  compositions 
Foster  adheres  scrupulously  to  his  theory  adopted  at 
the  outset.  His  verses  are  distinguished  by  a  nalveti 
characteristic  and  appropriate,  but  consistent  at  the 
same  time  with  common  sense.  Enough  of  the  negro 
dialect  is  retained  to  preserve  distinction,  but  not  to 
offend.  The  sentiment  is  given  in  plain  phrase,  under 
homely  illustration;  but  it  is  a  sentiment  nevertheless. 
The  melodies  are  of  twin  birth,  literally  with  the  ver- 


ses, for  Foster  thought  in  tune  as  he  traced  in  rh)'me, 
and  traced  in  rhyme  as  he  thought  in  tune.  That  he 
had  struck  upon  the  true  way  to  the  common  heart, 
the  successes  attending  his  efforts  surely  demonstrate. 
His  songs  had  an  unparalled  circulation.  Artists  of  the 
highest  distinction  favored  him  with  their  friendship. 
Herz  and  Sivori,  Ole  Bull  and  Thalberg,  were  alike 
ready  to  approve  his  genius,  and  to  testify  that  approval 
in  the  choice  of  his  melodies  as  themes  about  which  to 
weave  their  witcheries  of  embellishment.  CompUmeir 


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tery  letters  from  men  of  literary  note  poured  in  upon 
him ;  among  others,  one  full  of  generous  encourage- 
ment from  Washington  Irving,  dearly  prized  and  care- 
fully treasured  to  the  day  of  Foster's  death.  Similar 
missives  reached  him  from  across  the  seas — from  stran- 
gers and  from  travellers  in  lands  far  remote ;  and  he 
learned  that,  while  "  O  Susanna,"  was  the  familiar  song 
of  the  cottager  of  the  Clyde,  "  Uncle  Ned"  was  known 
to  the  dweller  in  tents  among  the  Pyramids.  Of  his 
sentimental  songs,   •' Maggie  by  my  Side,"    "Jennie 


with  the  Light-brown  Hair,"  "  Willie,  we  have  missed 
you,"  "  Come  where  my  love  lies  dreaming,"  and 
others,  are  among  the  leading  favorites.  The  verses 
to  most  of  these  airs  were  all  of  his  own  composition. 
Indeed,  he  could  seldom  satisfy  himself  in  his  "  set- 
tings "  of  the  stanzas  of  others.  The  last  three  years 
of  his  life  he  passed  in  New  York.  During  all  that 
time  his  efforts,  with  perhaps  one  exception,  were  lim- 
ited to  the  production  of  songs  of  a  pensive  character. 
He  died  after  a  brief  illness,  January  13th,  1864.  His 


OLD  DOG  TRAY. 

Moderate. 


Stephen  C.  Foster. 


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1.  The   morn  of   life      is  past,    And   ev-'ning  comes  at    last.      It  brings  me      a  dream  of      a 

2.  The  forms  I  called  my  own.  Have  vanished  one     by    one.    The  loved  ones,  the  dear   ones  have 

3.  When  thoughts  recall  the  past.    His  eyes  are   on     me   cast ;      I  know  that    he  feels  what  my 


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once       hap  -  py   day,       Of     mer  -  ry  forms  I've  seen      Up  -  on       the    vil  -  lage  green, 

all        passed     a  -  way.    Their   hap  •  py  smiles  have  flown,Their  gen  -    tie   voic  -  es    gone ;       I've 

break-ing  heart  would  say:  Although  he  can  -  not  speak,    I'll    vain   -    ly,  vain  -  ly    seek,  A 


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Sport-ing  with  my  old  dog  Tray 
noth-  ing  left  but  old  dog  Tray 
bet  -  ter  friend  than  old  dog    Tray 


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remains  reached  Pittsburg  a  few  days  later,  and  were 
conveyed  to  Trinity  Church,  where,  on  the  day  follow- 
ing, in  the  presence  of  a  large  pssembly,  appropriate 
and  impressive  ceremonies  took  place,  the  choral  ser- 
vices being  sustained  by  a  company  of  his  former  friends 
and  associates.  His  body  was  then  carried  to  the  Alle- 
gheny Cemetery,  and,  to  the  music  of  "  Old  Folks  at 
Home,"  finally  committed  to  the  grave.  Mr.  Foster 
was  below  medium  height,  and  of  slight,  well-propor- 
tioned frame.    His  shoulders  were  marked  by  a  slight 


droop — the  result  of  a  habit  of  walking  with  his  eyes 
upon  the  ground  a  pace  or  two  in  advance  of  his  feet. 
He  nearly  always  when  he  went  out,  which  was  not 
often,  walked  alone.  Arrived  at  the  street-crossings, 
he  would  frequently  pause,  raise  himself,  cast  a  glance 
at  the  surroundings,  and  if  he  saw  an  acquaintance  nod 
to  him  in  token  of  recognition,  and  then,  relapsing  into 
the  old  posture,  resume  his  way.  For  his  study  he  se- 
lected a  room  in  the  topmost  story  of  his  house,  farthest 
removed  from  the  street,  and  was  careful  to  have  the 


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floor  of  the  apartment  and  the  avenues'of  approach  to 
it  thickly  carpeted,  to  exclude  as  effectually  as  possible 
all  noises,  inside  as  well  as  outside  of  his  own  premises. 
The  furniture  of  this  room  consisted  of  a  chair,  a  lounge, 
a  table,  a  music-rack,  and  a  piano.  From  the  sanctum 
so  chosen,  seldom  opened  to  others,  and  never  allowed 
upon  any  pretence  to  be  disarranged,  came  his  choicest 
compositions.  If  Mr.  Foster's  art  embodied  no  higher 
idea  than  the  vulgar  notion  of  the  negro  as  a  man-mon- 
key— then  it  might  have  proved  a  tolerable  catch- 


penny affair,  and  commanded  an  adnuratlon  among 
the  boys  of  various  growths  until  its  novelty  wore  ofl 
But  the  art  in  his  hands  teemed  with  a  nobler  signifi- 
cance. It  dealt,  in  its  simplicity,  with  universal  sym- 
pathies, and  taught  us  all  to  feel  with  the  slaves  the 
lowly  joys  and  sorrows  it  celebrated.  May  the  time 
be  far  in  the  future  ere  the  lips  fail  to  move  to  its  mu- 
sic, or  sympathetic  hearts  to  respond  to  its  influence; 
and  may  we,  who  owe  him  so  much,preserve  gratefully 
the  memory  of  the  rare  master,  Stephen  Collins  Foster. 


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All  roun'  de  lit  -  tie  farm  I  wandered  When  I  was  young. 
One      lit  -  tie  hut     among     de    bushes.      One    that      I        love, 


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turning  ev  -  er,  Dere's  wha  de  old  folks  stay, 
days  I  squander'd.  Ma  -  ny  de  songs  I  sung, 
mem'ry  rushes.       No     mat  -  ter  where  I       rove. 


All  up  and  down  de  whole  crea  -  tion, 
When  I  was  playing  with  my  brother. 
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All  roun'  de  comb  ? 


Still  longing  for  de  old  planta-tion.  And  for   de  old  folks  at    home. 
Oh !  take  me  to  my  kind  old  mother.  There  let  me  live     and  die. 

When  will  I  hear  de  banjo  tumming,  Down  in  my  good   old      home  ? 


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1.  The  sun  shines  bright  in  the  old  Kentucky  home,    'Tis    summer,    the  darkies    are   gay;       The 

2.  They  hunt  no  more  for  the  possum  and  the  coon,  On  the  meadow,  the  hill,  and  the  shore,    They 

3.  The  head  must  bow  and  the  back  will  have  to  bend,  Wher  -  ev  -  er     the  darkey    may   go ;         A 


com  top's  ripe  and  the  meadow's  in  the  bloom,While  the  birds  make  music  all  the 
sing   no  more  by  the  glimmer  of  the  moon,  On  the 
few  more  days,  and  the  trouble  all  will  end    In   the 

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The  young  folks  roll    on  the  lit  -  tie  cab  -  in  floor,  All 

The  day    goes    by    like  a  shadow  o'er  the  heart,  With 

A     few   more  days   for  to  tote  the  wea  -  ry  load.  No 

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mer-ry,  all  happy  and  bright,  By'm-by,  hard  times  comes  a  knocking  at  the  door,  Then,  my 
sorrow  where  all  was  de  -  light;  The  time  has  come  when  the  darkies  have  to  part.  Then, my 
matter,   'twill  never       be   light,        A      few  more  days    till     we     tot-ter  on  the  road.  Then,  my 

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Echo  was  a  very  beautiful  nymph,  fond  of  the 
woods  and  hills,  where  she  devoted  herself  to  wood, 
land  sports.  She  was  a  favorite  of  Diana,  and  attended 
her  in  the  chase.  But  Echo  had  one  Jailing;  she  was 
fond  of  talking,  and,  whether  in  chat  or  argument, 
would  have  the  last  word.  Juno,  having  discovered 
that  some  deception  had  been  practiced  by  Echo, 
passed  sentence  upon  her  in  these  words  :  "  You  shall 
forfeit  the  use  of  that  tongue  with  which  you  have 
cheated  me,  except  for  the  one  purpose  you  are  so 


fond  oi-^repfy.  You  shall  still  havt  the  last  word, 
but  no  power  to  speak  first"  This  nymph  saw  Nar- 
cissus, a  beautiful  youth,  as  he  pursued  the  chase  upon 
the  mountains.  How  she  longed  to  address  him  in 
the  softest  accents,  and  win  him  to  conversation,  but 
it  was  not  in  her  power.  She  waited  with  impatience 
for  him  to  speak  first,  and  had  her  answer  ready.  One 
day,  the  youth,  being  separated  from  his  companions, 
shouted  aloud,  "  Who's  here  ?"  Echo  replied,  "Here." 
Narcissus,  looking  around  but  seeing  no  one,  called 


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OFT  IN  THE  STILLY  NIGHT. 

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Fond     mem*  -  ry     brings    the   light       of       oth  -  er 
I've        seen      a  •  round    me    fall,     like    leaves    in 


days       a  •  round       me,— 
win  >  try       wea  •   ther. 


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The  smiles,  the  tears       of   childhood's  years,  the  words 
I       feel     like  ons    who  treads     a  -  lone    some  ban  - 


of  love   then    spok  -  en,    The 
quet  hall    de  •  sert   -   ed,  Whose 


eyes     that  shone,  now  dimm'd  and  gone,     the    cheer 
lights   are    fied,  whose     gar  -  lands  dead,    and      all 


ful  hearts   now        bro  -    ken: 
but      him     de    ■    part   •    ed. 


oat,  "  Come.'*  Echo  answered,  "  Come."  As  no  one 
came.  Narcissus  called  again,  ««Why  do  you  shun 
me  ?"  Echo  asked  the  same  question.  «« Let  us  join 
one  another,"  said  the  youth.  The  maid  answered 
with  all  her  heart  in  the  same  words,  and  hastened  to 
the  spot.  He  started  back,  exclaiming,  "Hands  off? 
I  would  rather  die  than  you  should  have  me."  "  Have 
me,"  said  she,  but  it  was  all  in  rain.  He  left  her, 
and  die  went  to  hide  her  blushes  in  the  recessesof  the 


woods.  From  that  time  forth  she  lived  in  caves  and 
among  mountain  cliffs.  Her  form  faded  with  grief, 
till,  at  last,  all  her  flesh  had  shrunk  away,  her  bones 
had  changed  into  rocks,  and  there  was  nothing  left 
of  her  but  her  voice.  With  that  she  is  still  ready  to 
reply  to  any  one  who  calls  her,  and  always  keeps  up 
her  old  habit  of  having  the  last  word. — Age  cf  Fallt, 
There  is  something  in  the  very  shape  of  haips,  aa 
though  they  had  been  made  by  music — Bailey. 


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It  !S  wtll  to  remember,  in  connection  with  the 
tTmbolism  of  the  organ,  that  only  those  elements  of 
the  faith  and  life  of  every  church  which  can  pass  up 
into  noble  anthems,  chants,  and  hymns,  which  can  be 
set  to  music,  are  its  worthy  and  enduring  elements. 
You  can  not  put  proofs  of  the  trinity  or  controversial 
supports  of  the  unity  of  God,  the  arguments  of  Bishop 
Bull,  or  the  arguments  of  Professor  Norton,  into 
hymns.  You  can  not  chant  rubrics,  and  thirty-nine 
articles,  and   damnatory  clauses  of  the   Athanasian 


formula.  But  reverence  for  God,  devout  prostration 
before  the  law  which  "the  Father"  represents,  love 
for  the  pity  and  sacrifice  which  "the  Son"  interprets, 
joy  in  the  ever-present  grace,  and  prayer  for  the  quick- 
ening life,  which  "the  Spirit"  symboUzes,  adoration 
of  Infinite  holiness,  submission  to  Infinite  sovereignty, 
grateful  trust  in  Infinite  love — sentiments  in  which 
Trinitarian  and  Unitarian,  Calvinist  and  Am>inian, 
Partialist  and  Universalist,  come  at  once  into  fellow- 
ship— these  fly  to  music  for  expression. — Starr  King. 


FOREVER  AND  FOREVER. 


Chas.  C.  Converss. 
ere..     ^       ^     ^ 


1.  A    maid  reclined  beside  a  stream    At    fall   of  summer  day.   And  half  awake,  and  half  a - 

2.  The  twilight  past,  the  moon  at  last    Rose  broadly  o'er  the  night;  Each  ripple  gleams  beneath  her 


dream.     She  watch'd  the  rip  -  pies  play.     She  mark'd  the   wa  -  ters    fall  and    heave.       The 
beanaa     As,  wrought  in    sil  -  ver  bright.     The  heav  -  ing  wa  -  ters  glide  a    -    long.        But 


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deep'ning  shadows  throng.  And  heard,  as  darken'd  down  the  eve,  The  riv-er's  babbling  song.   And 
mingling  with  their  voice.  The  nightingale  now  pours  his  song.  And  makes  the  shades  rejoice.  And 


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thus       he  sung 


with  tink  -  ling  tongue,  That    rip  -  pHng,  shad  -  'wy 
with  tune  -  ful   tongue.  That  bird       be  -  side       the 

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will      fade        a  -  way.     For  -  ev    -    er    and       for  -  ev    •    er." 
true     love    shines  on,      For'-  ev    •   er    and      for  -  ev    •    er.'* 


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DRIFT,  MY  BARK. 

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F.   RUCKKN. 

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I.  Drift,  my  bark,  while  stars  are  beaming      In  the  cloudless  evening  sky;  Rock  me  while  my  love  lies 

D.  C.  bark,  my  bark,  while  stars  are  beaming      In  the  cloudless  evening  sky ;  Rock  me  while  my  love  lies 


dreaming, 
dreaming, 


Sparkling  billows,  peacefully.  O'er  the  wave  sweet    mu  -  sic    floats.  Sweet     as 


floats.         Sweet   as    siren's     witching  notes,       O'erthe  wave  the  witching  notes,  the  siren's  witching^ 


si  -  ren's        witching    notes,  O'er      the    wave  sweet  music  floats,       sweet  as    siren's,  as  the  siren's 


notes.  Drift   my       Sparkling  billows,  peace -fill- ly.      O'er     the  wave  sweet  music  floats,  O'er      the 


si     •     ren's       witching  notes, 

J-«y^p  K  ^  ^v       ^       I  moiio  tspress. 


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wave  sweet        mu  -  sic  floats.  As  the    si  -  ren's  witching  notes.     As   me  si  '  ren's  witching 


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^^^  rit  Soon  to     reach     our  native    shore.  Drifting 


more;  O'er  the  rocking,  rocking  billows  rid-  ing. 


Drifting  on  •  wardjSwiftwe're 


on    -    ward,  swift  we're  gliding, 


O'er  the  rock   -    ing  billows 


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glid  -  ing,  Loving  friends  to  meet,  Loving  friends  to  meet,  to  meet  once  more.  Loving  friends  to  meet  once  more, 

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meet  once  more.  Loving  friends     tomeet  once  more.  Drift,  my    Sparkling  t)illows,  peacefully.  O'er  the 


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si  -  ren's  witching  notes.     O'er  the  wave  sweet  music  floats.  Sweet  as  si  -  ren's  witching  notes,  O'er  the 


wave  sweet  music  floats.  Sweet  as  si  -  ren's  witching  notes,    sweet 


music      floats. 


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•GO  TO  SLEEP,  LENA  DARLING. 

,   !    J — . — .^jv^ — w  ^^.r  IS. 


J.  K.  Emmet. 
LuLx-ABY  IN  "  Fritz." 


1.  Close  your  eyes,  Le  -  na,  my  darling,  While  I  sing  your  lul  -  la  •  by;  Fear  thou  no  danger,  Lena, 

2.  Bright  be     de   morn-ing,  my  darling,  Ven  you  ope  your  eyes  Sunbeams  glow  all 'round  you,  Lena 
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Peace      be    with    thee,    love,  my  dar-ling.  Blue  and  cloudless  be  the    sky  for  Le  -  na  dear. 


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Angels  guide  thee,   Lena  dear,  my  darling,  Noth-ing    e   -  vil 
Birds  sing  their  bright  songs  for  thee,  my  darling,  Full  of  sweetest 


can  come  near;  Brightest  flow  -  ers 
mel  -  o  -  dy.     An -gels  ev   -  er 


fc*: 


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it=iit=g= 


,      Dar  -  hi 


blow      for  thee,      Dar  -  ling      sis  -  ter,  dear   to    me. 
hoY   -    er  near,      Dar  -  ling      sis  -  ter,  dear    to    me. 


Go      to    sleep,  go     to  sleep,  my 
Go      to    sleep,  go     to  sleep,  my 


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by,  my      ba 


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by,  my    ba 


by;      Go    to  sleep,  my    ba 


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FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


173 


SILENT  NIGHT. 


^ 


MiCHABL  HaTSN. 


All  is        calm,         all  is       bright 

Shep  .   herds qixake         at  the     sight! 

Son        of        God,       love's       pure    light. 


p 

1.  Si  -  lent  night! 

2.  Si  -  lent  night! 

3.  Si  -  lent  night! 

J.    ^    I 


Ho  -  ly  night! 
Ho  •  ly  night! 
Ho  •  ly    night! 

J    J^    1 


^ 


^^ 


i=is 


33 


^oco  cres. 


)i=H 


^ 


m 


^i^t 


ti 


*— * — m- 


— I r   ^  -i (% — 1^  — ;^ i 


Round  yon  vir  -  gin  moth  -  er  and  Child ! 
Glo  -  ries  stream  from  Heav  -  en  a  -  far, 
Ra  -  diant  beams  from  Thy    ho    -    ly     face. 


Ho   -   ly      In  -  fant,    so    ten  -  derand  mild, 

Heav'n  -  ly      hosts        sing  Al  -   le  -  lu    -    la, 

With   the     dawn  of     re  -  deem   -    ing  grace, 


J.     J^  J     ^J^._J:J^_\       ^    ^  jr^J^J^._JiJ^_j 


mT~r=f 


i 


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5^ 


!*      P 


7^^ 


i 


wr^ 


94.'  J^^—Jr 


VP     .  — 

Sleep      in    heav  -  en  -  ly  peace, 

Christ,  the   Sav  •  iour,  is  bom ! 

Je     •     sus.  Lord,    at  Thy  biilh. 


Sleep  in  heav  -  en  -  ly  peace. 
Christ, the  Sav  -  iour,  is  bom! 
Je    -   sus.  Lord,    at  Thy       birth. 


1=8 


SONS  OF  MEN,  BEHOLD. 


Trtbatit,  TS54. 
Charlbs  Weslby,  i739> 


3it=5S: 


S 


^E 


1.  Sons      of    men,    be  •  hold    from      far, 

2.  Mild      it    shines   on      all      be  -  neath, 

3.  Na  -  tions    all,     re  •  mote    and     near. 


mM^- 


Hail  the  long  ex  •  pect  ed  Star ; 
Pierc  •  ing  thro'  the  shades  of  death, 
Haste    to      see    your  God    ap  -  pear; 


:^ 


-:??:-P- 


-^ — P — 


m 


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m 


—\ 1^= — — ^ — i — \- 


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Ja  •  cob's   Star    that  gilds      the     night 
Scat-t'ring     er  •  ror's   wide -spread  night. 
Haste,  for     Him  your  hearts     pre  -  pare, 

J   ,   J  «.  .^ 


M^ 


Guides  be  -  wil-dered  na  •  ture  nght 
Kind  -  ling  dark-ness  in  ♦  to  light. 
Meet     Him     man  -  i  -  fcst  -  cd      there. 


■^w—r, 


f 


There  behold  the  Day-Spring  rise, 
Pouring  light  upon  your  eyes ; 
See  it  chase  the  shades  away. 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 


Sing,  ye  morning  stars,  again, 
God  descends  on  earth  to  reign, 
Deigns  for  man  His  life  t'employ : 
Shout,  ye  sons  of  God,  for  joy. 


174 


FAVORITE  SONGS' FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


LITTLE  BY  LITTLE. 


Mas.  Cbas.  Barnard. 


^^^^^^^^^rt^ 


Mix-n 


1.  Lit  -  tie     by     lit  -  tie    the     day      goes  by,      The     day      so        dark      or     fair; 

2.  Lit  -  tie     by     lit  -  tie    the    skies  grow  clear,  Spring-buds  come     smil  -  ing    out; 

3.  Lit  -  tie     by     lit  -  tie    the   world  grows  strong,  Up  -  borne    by  the  good    in    men. 


Short  if  you  sing  thro'  it,  long  if  you  sigh.  With  its  gladness,  or  toil  and  care.  The  years  are  the  full 
Lit  -  tie  by  lit  -  tie  the  sun  shines  near,  The  brighter  for  pain  and  doubt, — A  bloom  of  ra  -  di  -  ant 
Fighting  the  bat -tie  of  right  against  wrong.  Seen  far  beyond  mor-tal  ken;  Brave  souls   ne'er  are 


m  m  m  m  0  ,m  m- 


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sheaves  We 
beauty,  That 
wanting,  Full 

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w,  r5/ 


bear  to  the  Master's  door,  The  treasures  we  bring,  or  the  leaves  that  we  fling  On  the 
bridal  or  shrine  might  know, Which,  gone  with  the  May  that  has  vanished  away.  To 
arm'd  for  the  deadly  strife.  What  tho'  demons  may  rage,  as  the  contest  they  wage.  The 


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*~gjL  i^ 


Mas  -  ter's 
fruitage  most 
crown  is   im  - 


thresh 
rare 
mor    • 


ing  floor, 
may  grow, 
tal         life, 


On  the  Mas  -  ter's  thresh  -  ing 
To  fruitage  most  rare  may 
The     crown  is        im  -  mor  -    tal 


floor. 

grow. 

life. 


-P-U» 


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CHIME  AGAIN,  BEAUTIFUL  BELLS. 


a^ 


H.  R.  Bishop. 


*i=5t 


.  Chime  again,  chime  again,  beau 
.  Chime  again,  chime  again,  beau 


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J'JW 


Andante,      '  ^  -*•  "     '^     -&'- 

I.  Chime  again,  chime  again,  beau-ti  -  ful  bells, 

'"  ■  ain,  chime  again,  beau-ti  -  ful  bells, 


Now  thy  soft  mel  -  o  -  dy  floats  on  the  wind, 
Lin  -  ger  a-while  o'er  the  deep,  dusk-y  bay, 


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BuBting  at    in  -  ter-vals  o  -  ver  the  sails, 
Faint-er  and  faint-  er  thy  mel  -  o  -  dy  swells, 


^ 


Leaving  a  train  of  re  -  flec-tion  be-hind ; 
Fast  fades  the  land  and  thy  sounds  die  away ;    The 


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J'AyUKITJi.   iC/A'tz^   >C/A  iiLMUUL  AND  HOME. 


175 


An-swering    echoes  that  gath-er  a -round,   Call  from  the  heart      ev'ry  wish  that  is    dear, 
cold  lamp  of    night  now  sil- vers  the  deep.    On  sails  the   bark      from  this  hap  py    shore, 

^  •   ) 1 H 1 ¥'■ 


Voi  -  ces  of  friendship  still  ring  in  each  sound,      Bidding  me  welcome  that  chime  with  a  tear. 
Lone-ly  I'm  left  on    the  waters    to  weep.  The  chimes  of  those  beautiful  bells    to  deplore. 

J     > 


MY  BONNIE. 


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1.  My    Bon  -  nie    is        o  -  ver  the 

2.  Uh!   blow,    ye  winds,   o  -  ver  the 

3.  Last  night    as      I       lay    on  my 

4.  The  winds  have  blown  o  -  ver  the 


o  • 
o 

pa 

o 


cean, 

cean, 

•  low, 

cean. 


My    Bon  •  nie    is        o  •  ver  the 

And  blow,    ye  winds,  o  -  ver  the 

Last  night    as      I       lay     on  my 

The  winds  have  blown   o  -  ver  the 


sea;  My    Bon  -   nie      is        o  -  ver  the  o 

sea;  Oh!   blow,      ye   winds,   o  -  ver  the  o 

bed.  Last  night       as        I       lay     on  my  pil 

sea;  The  winds  have  blown  o  •  ver  the  o 


Oh!   bring  back  my 

And  bring   back  my 

I    dreamed  that  my 

And  brought  back  my 


^5=F^=^: 


P — P — H5 — w> m- 


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ff    Chorus. 


:S: 


2^=:g: 


S^: 


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Bon  -  nie 
Bon  -  nie 
Bon  -  nie 
Bon  -  nie 


to 

to 

was 

to 


me. 

me 

dead. 

me. 


Bring  back, 

Bring  back. 

Bring  back. 

Bring  back. 


bring 
bring 
bring 
bring 


back.      Bring  back  my  Bon  •  nie   to 

back.      Bring  back  my  Bon  -  nie  to 

back.      Bring  back  my  Bon  -  nie   to 

back.      Bring  back  my  Bon  -  nie   to 

.m.   .m-  -m-  .^  -im-  -m- 


me,      to 


me.     Bring     back,     bring     back,   Oh!  bring 

-|g-  *     -jg-  *     -fS?-  •     -^  '     -f^     -P-     -P- 


back  my   Bon  •  nie      to        me. 

-P-     -P-     -*. 


P=P=p: 


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± 


176 


FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


Music  stands  alone  among  the  arts  as  the  creation 
of  man's  intellect.  It  is  the  sole  aim  of  the  painter  and 
of  the  sculptor  to  reproduce  in  idealized  forms  what 
he  sees  around  him,  and  of  the  poet  to  give  form  and 
color  to  what  he  sees  within  as  well  as  without  him. 
In  each  case  the  artist  seeks  to  express  by  means  of 
his  art  that  which  already  existed  for  him.  The  paint- 
er gazes  out  upon  a  world  of  color  and  form ;  he 
sees  before  him  all  that  his  art  would  reproduce.  It 
is  only  as  he  sees  nature  truly  and  reproduces  her 
conscientiously  that  he  is  great.  It  is  impossible  to 
see  truly  without  imagination,  or  to  produce  faithfully 


■without  technical  skill,  and  it  is  necessary,  in  ordet 
to  be  a  worthy  interpreter  of  God,  that  a  man  should 
be  honest,  earnest,  and  reverent.  If  he  seek  to  imitate 
even  nature  servilely,  he  must  fail.  In  purely  human 
creations  it  is  only  the  man  who  catches  the  fire, 
essence,  and  beauty  of  another  man's  thought  who 
can  truly  translate  his  work.  A  mere  rendering  of 
word  for  word  is  not  translation.  In  just  the  same 
way  the  spirit  of  that  beauty  which  has  been  spread 
so  lavishly  over  the  world  must  be  taken  into  the 
artist's  soul ;  it  must  be  assimilated  and  made  part  of 
his  very  being,  and  then  given  out  again  as  a  living 


FAITHFUL  LITTLE  BIRD 

J  Moderately  Fast. 


rrom  "  Songs  op  Our  Youth." 
Miss  Muloch.    Carl  Matz  arr. 


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1.  I     had      a  bird,  a     Tittle  bird.   My     garden  groves  a  -  mong ; 

2.  But  autumn  came,  the  roses  passed.  The    happy  time  was  gone ; 


'^^^ 


It    sang,  but  scarce  its 
Yet  still,     amid  the 


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note  I  heard.    It  had  been  there  so  long.     I    never  listened    to    its     lay,        A-mid  my 
win-try  blast,  The  lit  -  tie  bird  sang  on.  And  when  I  droop'd  with  grief  oppressed,  The  lit-tle 

^    I        N    IS       ■ 


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bow'r  ofros-es    gay.         Yet      all  day  long,    be-side  my  door.  The  lit -tie  bird  sang  ev-er- 
bird    flew  in  my  breast;      Now    all  day  long,    be-side  my  door.  The  lit -tie  bird  sings  ev-er- 


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more; 


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All  sum-mer  long. 
All  win-ter  long, 


be-  side  my  door,    The  lit  -  tie  bird  sang  ev-  er  -  more, 
be-  side  my  door.     The  lit  -  tie  bird  sings  ev-er  -  more. 


P=5«= 


y      1    1>    jCJgZJg 


±: 


tz=t^ 


-=1-4- 


work,  re-created  by  the  love  which  has  given  form  to 
the  thought  in  its  first  inception,  and  developed  under 
the  brooding  meditation  and  patient  study  by  which 
every  thought  worth  the  having  is  perfected.  But 
even  here  the  work  is  not  creative.  We  see  the  paint- 
er reaching  forth,  by  his  genius,  taking  the  evanes- 
cent beauty  which  is  lying  around  him,  and  making 
it  permanent,  bringing  this  far-away  loveliness  down 
to  our  household  and  every-day  uses.  The  sculptor, 
too,  crystallizes  by  his  art  into  permanent  forms  the 


fleeting  beauty  around  him.  Poetry,  which  is  more 
nearly  akin  to  music  than  any  other  of  the  arts,  and 
which  undoubtedly  stands  higher  in  the  scale,  differs 
from  it  widely  in  thus  respect.  The  world  of  imagina. 
tion  from  which  the  poet  draws  must  be  present  to  him 
in  order  that  he  may  reproduce  it,  or  he  will  be 
a  versifier,  not  a  poet.  But  music  stands  apart 
from  these ;  it  seems  a  distinct  creation,  for  it  really 
reproduces  nothing  which  previously  existed  either 
in  the  world  of  sense  or  of  thought — Mrs.  HerrUk. 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


177 


HkLMHOLTZ  fixes  the  lowest  limit  of  mnsical 
Bounds  at  sixteen  vibrations  per  seeond,  and  the  high- 
est at  38,000.  Below  this  number  the  pulsations 
cease  to  link  themselves  together,  and  become  dis  ■ 
tinct  sounds.  The  range  of  the  ear  is  thus  about 
eleven  octaves.  The  practical  range  of  music  is, 
however,  only  about  seven  octaves.  The  capacity  to 
hear  the  higher  tones  varies  in  different  persons.  A 
sound  which  is  entirely  audible  to  one  may  be  utter 
silence  to  another.  Some  ears  cannot  distinguish  the 
squeak  of  a  bat  or  the  chirp  of  a  cricket,  while  others 
ate  acutely  sensitive  to  these  shrill  sounds.     Indeed, 


the  auditory  nerve  seems  generally  more  alive  to  the 
short,  quick  vibrations  than  to  the  long,  slow  ones. 
The  whirr  of  a  locust  is  much  more  noticeable  than 
the  sighing  of  the  wind  through  the  trees.  A  con- 
tinuous blast  of  air  has  no  effect  to  produce  sound. 
The  rush  of  the  grand  aerial  rivers  above  us  we 
never  hear.  They  flow  on  ceaselessly  but  silently  in 
the  upper  regions  of  the  air.  A  whirlwind  is  noise- 
less. Let,  however,  the  great  billows  strike  a  tree 
and  wrench  it  violently  from  the  ground,  and  we 
can  hear  the  secondary  shorter  waves  which  set  out 
from  the  struggling  limbs  and  from  the  tossing  leaves. 


THE  HEART  BOWED  DOWN 


M.  W.  Balfb 
From  "BoHEuiAM  Gnu." 


*^*-*~r 


w  I     r 

1.  The  heart-bow'd  down  by  weight  of  woe.     To    weak-est    hopes   will  cling, 

2.  The  mind  will    in       its  worst  de-spair.    Still  pon-der   o'er      the  past, 


To 
On 


3 


thought  and   im  •  pulse  while  ^ey  flow,  That  can    no     com 
mo  -  ments    of     de  •  light  that  were  Too  beau-ti  -   ful 


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to     last,     that  were    too 


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beau     •     ti      .      ful  to     lastj 


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To 
To 


those  ex  -  cit  •  ing  scenes  will  blend.  O'er 
long    de  «  part  -  ed   years   ex  -  tend.     Its 


*rr^-fir—» 


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3c 


nem'ry    is    the  on   -   Iv  friend   That  grief  can  call      its 


pleasure's  path  •  way  thrown;     But  mem'ry    is    the 
vis -ions  with  them  flown;      For  mem 'ry    is    the 


on   -   ly  friend   That  grief  can  call      its 
on   -   ly  iriend    That  grief  can  call       its 


178 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


OUR  SONGS  OF  JOY  AND  GLADNESS. 


Conspirito.  P*     •  l^      "^^  i/ 

1.  Our  songs    of   joy,    our  songs  of  joy  and  glad-ness, We'll  sing.we'll  sing,  we'll  sing  in  cheerful 

2.  Awake,         awake  1        awake  sweet  notes  of  pleasure.In  song,      in  song,      in  full  and     joyous 


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in      grace  • 

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M-      b* — — - 

sad   -    ness  Shall  greet, 
meas  -   ure.       To  speed, 

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greet,shall  greet  this  joyous  d?  y ,  Yes,    then      hail    this  joy  •  ous    day. 
speed,    to  speed  the  hours  alc«.4g.  Speed  the    hours,  the  hours    a  -  long. 


5 


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Yes,   then  hail,  this    joy  -     ous 
Speed  the  hours,  the    hours    a    - 


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on,       move  on,    in    graceful      measure,  To       speed,    to  speed,       to  speed  the  hours     along. 


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a.  Ev  -  er  to  the  right,  boys,  Ev  -  er  to 
3.  Ev  -  er    to    the  right,  boys,  Ev-er    to 


the  right!  Give  a  ready  hand  and  true 
the  right;  Nev  -  er  let  your  teach  -  er  say, 
the    right;   To  ev  • 'ry    stu  -  dy      well    at -tend,   To 


To    the  work  you    have    to      do,      Ev 

*Why  my  wish  -  es       dis  -  o  -  bey?"  Ev 

ev  •   'ry  schoolmate    be      a  friend:    Ev 


er  to  the  right,  Ev  •  er  to  the  right. 
er  to  the  right,  Ev  -  er  to  the  right 
er      to      the   right,       Ev  -  er      to      the      riglrt 


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HAPPY  AND  LIGHT. 

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dream  of  home  and   sigh, 

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Hung  evening's  gold-  ea  net. 
Un  -  ruf  -  fled  by  the  breeze. 
Who  rove  the  world  a    -    lone. 

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Its        era  -  die  is        the     rose.       The     shepherd  and  his      flocks  Re  - 

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A  choir  of  twenty  or  thirty  full-voiced  singers 
concentrating  their  vocal  energies  mainly  upon  the 
melody,  and  singing  with  clear,  distinct  articula- 
tion, with  bold,  commanding  tone,  and  with  firm, 
steady  movement,  may  set  before  the  congregation 
such  a  plain  and  inviting  path  of  song,  and  inspire 
with  such  confidence  all  who  have  ability  to  sing, 
that  the  result  will  be  a  successfiil,  and  even  admir- 
able illustration  of  the  people's  chorus.     A  hundred 


little  rivulets,  no  one  of  which  could  find  its  way  ti 
the  sea  alone,  may  join  the  river  that  passes  near  them, 
and  be  wafted  safely  to  the  ocean ;  but  the  stream  that 
conveys  them  owes  much  of  its  grandeur  to  these  little 
tributaries.  In  the  production  of  this  great,  melodic 
chorus,  a  strong  lead  of  men's  voices  upon  the  "air" 
is  indispensable.  Men's  voices  are  valuable  for  dignity 
and  impressiveness;  but  in  the  chorus  of  which  we 
speak,  their  chief  value  is  their  strength. — Furber. 


I'M  A  SHEPHERD  OF  THE  VALLEY.                     cn»A»so»». 

1.  I'm      a 

2.  In      the  f 

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shep-  herd  of  the    val  -  ley.    La      la 

resh    and  dew-y    mom-ing.    La      la 

en  -  vy     ev  -  er      liv  -  ing.    La      la 

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la       la    la.     La      la 
la       la    la.     La      la 

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When  the  first  gray  light  is  dawn  -  ing.  La 
Nev  «  er   with      a    broth -er  striv  -  ing,    La 


la  la  la  la, 
la  la  la  la, 
la      la      la     la. 


La  la  la  la  la; 
La  la  la  la  la; 
La      la      la      la    la; 


Where  the  ten  -  der  grass  is  grow 
Wak  -  ing  from  my  peace  -  ful  slum 
Though  the  shep- herd's  lot     be      low 


ing.  Where  the  laugh  -  ing  wa  -  ters  play; 
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If       my  store      in -crease  but  slow 


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WELCOME,  PRETTY  PRIMROSE. 

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If  to  te  efSsctive  the  "work  of  education  must  have 
regard  to  all  the  powers  of  the  human  soul,  it  should 
not  neglect  the  imagination,  or  phantasy,  which  most 
certainly  enters  into  the  activities  of  will  and  intelli- 
gence in  our  earliest  youth  as  well  as  in  our  ripened  age. 
The  world  of  art  is  no  less  real  than  the  world  of 
thought.  While  truth  is  searched  often  by  a  process  of 
analytic  thought,  demanding  on  this  account  a  thorough 
discipline  of  the  intellect ;  the  beautiful  is  grasped  by 
an  aesthetic  intuition,  demanding  for  this  purpose  a 
careful  culture  of  the  phantasy.  In  the  one  case  we 
have  the  process  of  science ;  in  the  other,  the  process 
of  art.     Why  neglect  either,  when  their  source  is  the 


same?  For  when,  by  the  phantasy,  we  see  through 
and  beneath  the  build  of  things,  the  primordial  form 
governing  all  and  in  all  manifesting  its  presence,  what 
is  this  but  the  same  truth  in  form  which  we  reach 
through  the  analysis  of  thought?  The  same  glory  is 
in  it  after  aH,  in  the  one  case  authenticating  itself  as 
truth  through  the  activities  of  intellect ;  in  the  other 
case,  looking  out  through  the  form,  and  revealing  itself 
therein  as  the  beautiful,  through  the  intuitive  glance 
of  the  phantasy.  To  the  sphere  of  art,  thus  briefly 
characterized,  music  belongs,  and  addresses  itself  to 
that  soul  power  which  realiees  the  beautiful.  The  form 
material  here  in  which  the  idea  enshrines  itself,  and 


JOY!  JOY!  FREEDOM  TO-DAY. 

Aliegro. 


1.  Joy!  Joy!  freedom  to-day !  Care!  care!  drive  itaway!  Youth,health  and  vigor  our  senses  o'er-power; 

2.  Ring !  ring !  merrily,  bells  I  Swing !  swing !  onward  your  swells !  Telling  of  hope,  love  and  joy  to  the  world. 


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Joy   to  -  day!  joy,   joy     to  -  day !  and  care,  care,  drive  it    far    a  -    way!      Joy    to -day!  joy, 

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joy     to  -  day !  and  care,  care,  drive  it    far    a 


way! 


away,  away! 


away,  a  •  way! 


through  which  H  is  made  to  reach  in  upon  the  soul,  is 
in  itself  almost  spiritual — viz.,  sound;  and  this  is  the 
chief  medium  through  which  the  infinitude  and  in- 
definiteness  of  feeling  can  come  to  an  expression. 
Therefore,  we  may  say,  in  brief,  that  music  is  the 
utterance,  under  sound  forms  of  sense,  of  the  beautiful 
in  those  sentiments  and  aspirations  which  fill  the  heart, 
and  thence  gush  forth  like  crystal  waters  from  deep 
hidden  springs.  It  is  the  outflowing  of  the  feeling  heart. 
While  giving  body  to  emotion  and  sentiment,  with  their 
power  made  tangible,  as  it  were,  it  penetrates  the  soul, 
awakening  dep^  of  feeling  and  affection  slumbering 


there,  and  leading  the  whole  engrasped  spirit  into  sad 
or  joyful  communings  with  itself,  or  into  wondrous  and 
visionary  excursions  into  the  vast  past  of  its  hopes,  and 
loves,  or  into  the  vaster  future  that  lies  before  it  like  a  far- 
off  landscape  in  the  evening  twilight. — E.  E.  Higbee. 
Let  us  meet  our  gracious  God  with  cheerful  songs. 
Give  him  warm  welcome  to  our  hearts  and  hemes. 
Yield  him,  O  yield  him,  the  honors  due  to  his  holy 
name.  Praise  him  for  His  goodness,  now  and  for- 
ever—  in  time,  as  you  are  able ;  in  eternity,  with  sweet- 
voiced,  perfect  praise.  "  Blessed  be  the  Lord  God  of 
Israel;  for  He  hath  visited  and  redeemed  His  people." 


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LITTLE  CHERRY  BLOSSOM. 


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And  she  wished  to 
How  poor  Blossom 
Changed  her  proper 


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1.  Lit  -  tie    Cher  -  ry    Bios  -  som  Lived    up      in       a        tree, 

2.  But    one     sun  -  ny  morn  -  ing,  Think  -  ing     it     was     May, 

3.  Blossom   would  not      lis  -  ten,  For       the    sky    was  bright, 

4.  Bye -and -bye    the     sun -shine  Fad  -  ed    from   her    view; 

5.  Ah!  poor  Cher -ry    Bios -som!  She       in    fool  -  ish     pride 


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hap  -  py  Lit  •  tie   tlaing  was    she. 

Bios -som,         **This    old  dress    to  -  day." 
flis  -  ten  In       her    robe    of  white. 

shivered  _ As        it      cold  -  er  grew ; 

clothing,  Took    a     cold  and    died. 


Clad  all  thro'  the  win  -  ter 
Mis  -  ter  Breeze  this  hear  -  ing, 
So  she  let  the  brown  one 
Oh,  for  that  warm  wrap  -  per 
All      ye       lit  -  tie      Blossoms, 


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In  a  dress  of  brown, 
Ve  •  ry  kindly  said. 
Drop  and  blow  a  -  way, 
Ly  -  ing  on  the  ground; 
Hear  me  and  take  care,— 

I*    >>    I*    » 


Warm  she  was  tho'    liv-ing  In     a  northern    town. 

"Do     be   careful.    Blossom,  Win -ter    is    not      fled." 

Leaving  her  the  white  one  All    so  fine  and      gay. 

Now  Jack  Frost  will  nip  her—  He     is  prowling  round. 

Go    not  clad  too   lightly.  And  of  pride  be  -  ware. 


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THE  BUTTERCUP  TEST. 


EeHOES  OP  Chilsrood. 


Allegretto.  ~      ~     ~      .^  —  ^    ^ 

1.  Butter-  cups  ev-'ry  one  Bright  like  the  summer  sun.  Looking  and  smiling  so      bon  -  ny, 
a.  If      I     can  slip  you  in,  Close  under  Johnny's  chin ;  If  you  can  there  shine  so  clear  -  ly, 

3.  Chasing  the   dragon  -  fly,  Johnny  with  shout  and  cry  Tramples  the  fair  meadows   o  -  ver, 

4.  Stirring  you  thro'  and  thro',  How  the  winds  play  whh  you,  Putting  you  all  in    a        flut  -  ter ; 


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Some  of  you  come  with  me, 
Tho'  he  may  own  it  not. 
While  I  string  lilac  bells, 
Tell   me,  oh,    butter -cup! 


Something  I  want  to  see. 
We  shall  the  truth  have  got, 
Or  in  tfhe  grassy  dells, 
Thro'  the  grass  peeping  up, 


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Want  to  find  out  about  John  -  ny. 
Johnny  loves  butter  most  dear  -  ly. 
Hunt  for  the  four-leav-ed  clo  -  ver. 
Tell  me,  does  Johnny  like  but  -  ter? 

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Mnsic  as  written  is  divided  into  small,  equal  por- 
-tions,  called  measures.  These  may  be  mdicated  to 
the  ear  by  counting  the  parts  as  "  one,  two ;  "  «  one, 
two ;"  or  to  tlie  eye,  by  motions  of  the  hand,  called 
beats,  or  beating  time.  Measures  are  represented  by 
spaces  between  perpendicular  lines  across  the  staff. 
The  lines  dividing  music  into  measures  are  called 
bars.  There  may  be  different  kinds  of  notes  in  the 
measure,  but  there  must  be  an  equal  amount  in  every 
measure,  that  is,  one  measure  must  contain  as  much 
in  the  aggregate  as  any  other.  Parts  of  measures 
are  represented  by  notes  and  rests.  Four  kinds  of 
measure  are  in  general  use,  viz.:  Double,  composed 
•jof  two  parts  and  indicated  by  two  counts  or  beats; 
Triple,  indicated  by  three   beats;    Quadruple,  four 


beats;  and  Sextuple,  six  counts  or  beats.  Figures 
at  the  beginning  of  the  music  indicate  these  measures. 
Influence. — Music,  in  its  capacity  of  domg  good, 
comes  next  to  the  sacred  influence  of  the  pulpit  Its 
power  is  as  yet  a  thing  undeveloped.  Consider,  for 
instance,  what  the  general  impression  was  as  to  the 
availability  of  music  in  the  Sunday-school  thirty  or 
forty  years  ago,  and  compare  the  Sunday-schools  of 
to-day  with  those  of  that  period.  What  would  these 
schools  be  if  we  should  drop  the  music  out  of  them 
bodily  ?  They  would  almost  dissolve  and  vanish.  It 
is  the  invisible  chain  which  holds  tliem  together  and 
animates  them.  There  is,  besides,  a  power  in  music 
to  reach,  to  direct,  to  comfort  the  Christian's  hear^ 
which  is,  comparatively  speaking,  yet  undreamed  of. 


ANGELIC  SONGS  ARE  SWELLING. 


Rev.  F  W.  Fabkr,  1850. 
J   M.  Armstrong  arr. 


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2.  On  -  ward  we    go,        for    still    we  hear  them  sing-ing,   "Come  wea  -  ry    souls,     for 

3.  Far,  far      a  -  way,    like  bells  at  ev*  -  ning  peal-ing.  The      voice    of        Je  •  sus 


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o-cean's  wave-beat  shore. 
Je  -  sus  bids  you  come  1" 
sounds  o'er  land  and  sea; 


How  sweet  the  truth  those  bless-ed  strains  are  tell  -  ing 
And,  through  the  dark,  its  ech-oes  sweet  -ly  ring-ing. 
And      la  •  den  souls  by  thou-sands  meekly    stealing. 


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Of      that  new  life     when      sin    shall  be      no  more,  "j  Chorm. 

The    mu  -  sic   of  the      gos  -  pel  leads    us  home.  V      An  -  gels    of    Je 

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Rest  comes  at  length ;  tho'  life  be  long  and  dreary. 
The  day  must  dawn,  and  darksome  night  be  past; 

All  journeys  end  in  welcome  to  the  weary, 

And  heaven,  the  heart's  true  home,  will  come  at  last. 


Angels,  sing  on !  your  faithful  watches  keeping; 

Sing  us  sweet  fragments  of  the  songs  above ; 
Till  morning's  joy  shall  end  the  night  of  weeping. 

And  life's  long  sliadows  break  in  cloudless  love. 


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RAISE  YOUR  HANDS. 


187 


School  Somos. 


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1.  Raise  your  hands,  if  they  are  clean,    By  your  teacher  to  be  seen;  Hands  and  faces, clean  and  bright, 

2.  Al   -   most    see  the   pur  -  pie  tide     AU   a  -  long  our  fingers  glide ;  Oh,  how  healthy  we  must    be, 

3.  Brush  your  clothes,  and  comb  your  hair , Wash  your  face  and  hands  with  care ;  Sparkle,  sparkle,water  pure, 


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How  they  will  our  hearts  de- light!  Raise  them  high,  and  turn  them  so;  Oh,  they're  almost 
When  the  blood  can  flow  so  free  1  Hid  with  dirt  we  should  not  know  There  are  pret  -  ty 
Dili  -  y    hands  we     can't    en  -  dure.    Washing's  pleasant,  we  are  sure;      Spar-kle,  spar-kle, 


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white  as  snow  1  Hold  them  re  -  ry  still  a  •  gain — Teacher,  don't  you  see  each  vein? 
Teins  be  -  Iot*  ;  All  that  glad  -  ly  come  to  school,  All  must  learn  the  clean  -  ly  rule, 
wa  -  ter  pure;    Washing's  pleas -ant,     we     are    sure.     Spar  -  kle,  sparkle,    wa  -  ter  pare! 


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THE  GOLDEN  RULE. 


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1.  To  do  to  others  as  I  would  That  they  should  do  to  me,  Will  make  me  honest,  kind  and  good,  As 

2.  We  never  should  behave  amiss.  Nor  need  be  doubtful  long ;  As  we  may  always  tell   by  this.    If 

3.  I  know  I  should  not  steal,  or  use  The  smallest  thingi  see,  Which  I  should  never  like  to  lose.    If 


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children  ought  to  be.  Will  make  me  hon  -  est,  kind  and  good,  As  children  ought  to  be. 
tilings  are  right  OT  wrong,  As  we  may  al-ways  tell  by  this.  If  things  axe  right  or  wrong, 
it    l»  •  longed  to      me.    Which  I  should  never    like  to    lose.    If     it    belonged    to      me. 


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K or  otfaen  should  I  treat  with  spite. 
Or  strike  an  angry  blow; 

Beoaae  I  would  not  think  it  right, 
If  they  should  serve  me  so. 


Bat  any  kindness  they  may  seed, 
rUdo,whate'eritbe; 

As  I  am  very  glad,  indeed. 
When  they  are  kind  ts  ae. 


6. 
Then  let  me  ne'or  at  home,  at  sehool. 

In  action  or  in  word, 
i^>pear  not  to  have  learned  tUi  rale, 

Of  the  dear  Christ,  the  Lord. 


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Archbishop  Whately  cured  a  person  of  shyness  by 
Saying :  "  You  are  shy  because  you  are  thinking  of  the 
impression  you  are  making.  Think  only  of  the  plea- 
sure you  can  give  to  others  and  not  of  yourself."  In 
speaking  of  bashfulness  he  says :  "  Let  both  the  ex- 
temporary speaker  and  the  reader  of  his  own  com- 
positicms  study  to  avoid,  as  far  as  possible,  all  thoughts 
of  self,  earnestly  fixing  the  mind  on  the  matter  of  what 
b  delivered;  and  the  one  will  feel  the  less  of  that 


embarassment  which  arises  from  the  thought  of  what 
opinion  the  hearers  will  form  of  him,  while  the  other 
will  appear  to  be  speaking,  because  he  actually  will 
be  speaking,  the  sentiments,  not  indeed  which  at  that 
time  first  arise  in  his  own  mind,  but  which  are  then 
really  present  to  his  mind,  and  occupy  his  thought." 
The  quickness  of  perception  with  regard  to  all 
sounds,  but  those  especially  which  are  faint  or  distant, 
is  much  improved  by  exercise  or  culture. — Hervey. 


NYMPHS  OF  AIR  AND  SEA. 


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1.  Nymphsof  air  and  ancient  sea,         Such  the  gifts  we  bring  to  thee; 

2.  Take  these  shells,  approach  them  near ;  They  shall  murmur  in  thine  ear^ 


Lo!  these  plumes  of 
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189 


I  WOULD  THAT  MY  LOVE. 

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Mbnsblssohn. 


Allegretto  con  moto. 

1.  I       would   that  my  love  could  si  -  lent  -  ly        flow       in    a    sin  -  gle  word;       I'd 

2.  To      thee      on  their  wings,  my  fairest,      that      soul  -  felt  word  they  would  bear,    Should'st 


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give  it  the  merry   breezes,  They'd     waft  it  away  in  sport,  I'd  give  it  the  merry  breezes,  They'd 
hear  it  at  ev'ry  moment.    And      hear    it  ev'ry  where,  Should'st  hear  it  at  ev'ry  moment.  And 


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waft  it  away  in  sport,     away  in    sport,  away  in  sport,    they'd  waft  it  away  in  sport.  3.  At 
bear      it  ev'ry  where,  and  ev'ry  where,  and  ev'ry -where,  and     hear    it  ev'ry-where. 


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night,  when  thine  eyelids  in  slumber  have  closed  those  bright  heav'nly  beams.  Still  there,  my  love,  it  will 

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This  Charming  Song  of  Mendelssohn's  may  be  sung  as  a  Duet,  as  in  the  original. 


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M7  chief  interest  is  in  the  music  of  the  Bible.  Thti 
Bible,  like  a  great  harp  with  innumerable  strings, 
swept,  by  the  fingers  of  inspiration,  trembles  with  it. 
So  far  back  as  the  fourth  chapter  of  Genesis  you  find 
the  first  organist  and  harper,  Jubal.  So  far  back  as 
the  thirty-first  chapter  of  Genesis  you  find  the  first 
choir.  AH  up  and  down  the  Bible  you  find  sacred 
music — at  weddings,  at  inaugurations,  at  the  treading 
of  the  wine-press.  Can  you  imagine  the  harmony 
•when  those  white-robed  Levites,  before  the  symbols 
of  God's  presence,  and  by  the  smoktng  altars,  and  the 


candlesticks  that  sprang  upward  and  branched  oat 
like  trees  of  gold,  and  under  the  wings  of  the  cheru- 
bim, chanted  the  one  hundred  and  thirty-ninth  Psalm 
of  David?  You  know  how  it  was  done.  One  part 
of  that  great  choir  stood  up  and  chanted,  "  Oh !  give 
thanks  unto  the  Lord,  for  He  is  good!"  Then  the 
other  part  of  the  choir,  standing  in  some  other  part 
of  the  temple,  would  come  in  with  the  response: 
"For  His  mercy  endureth  forever."  Then  the  first 
part  would  take  up  the  song  again,  and  say,  "  Unto 
Him  who  only  doeth  great  wonders."     The  other 


'THE   PALMS. 


J.  Faurb. 


1.  Let  the  palms  wave  on  this  most  happy    day  I     Greetings  they  bear  to  us  of   joy  and  gladness. 

2.  His  gentle  voice  pervades  the  mighty  thrqng.     'Tis  He  who  freedom  gives  o'er  land  and  sea; 

3.  Rejoice,  rejoice,  Jeru  -  sa -lem the     holy!     Loud  let  thy  joyous  notes  in  praise   ascending. 


Je  -  sus   is  come  to  take  all  grief  a  -   way,  He  comes  to   banish  gloom  and  sad    -    ness. 

'Tis  He  who  gives  in  darkest  night  a      song.  Gives  Ught,0  Lord,  that  we  may  come  to  Thee! 

Laud  Him,  the  Child  of  Bethlehem  the  lowly.  All  hearts  a  -  fiame,  in  song  all  voices  blending. 

~     "  '  'r-r-r- JcJ. 


People  and  tongues  shall  chant  His  praise;  Tune  every  voice.  His  name  be  glad   -  ly  singing.  Ho- 


san  -  na  t  Glory  to  God  !  Glory  to  Him  who  comes  bringing  sal-va 

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part  of  the  choir  would  come  in  with  the  overwhelm- 
mg  response, "  For  His  mercy  endiu-eth  forever,"  until 
in  the  latter  part  of  the  song,  the  music  floating  back- 
ward and  forward,  harmony  in  accord  with  harmony, 
every  trumpet  sounding,  every  bosom  heaving,  one 
part  of  this  great  white-robed  choir  would  lift  the 
anthem,  "Oh!  give  thanks  unto  the  God  of  heaven," 
and  the  other  part  of  the  Levite  choir  would  come  in 
with  the  response :  "  For  His  mercy  endureth  forever." 
How  are  we  to  decide  what  is  appropriate,  especially 
for  church  music?    There  may  be  a  great  many  differ- 


ences of  opinion.  In  some  of  the  churches  they  prefef 
a  trained  choir;  in  others,  the  old  style  precentor.  In 
some  places  they  prefer  the  melodeon,  the  harp,  the 
comet,  the  organ;  in  other  places  they  think  ^ese 
things  are  the  invention  of  the  devil.  Some  would 
have  a  musical  instrument  played  so  loud  you  cannot 
stand  it,  others  would  have  it  played  so  low  you  cannot 
hear  it.  But,  while  there  may  be  great  varieties  of  opin- 
ion in  regard  to  music,  it  seems  to  me  that  the  general 
spirit  of  the  Word  of  God  indicates  what  ought  to  be 
the  great  characteristic  of  church  music. — Talmage, 


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SWEETER  THAN  THE  BREATH  OF  MORNING. 

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I.  Sweet -er  than  the  breath  of      morn  -  ing 

1.  No  •   bil  don  -nae  tan  •  to  o  -ne    •     sta, 

2.  When   a-round  some  joys  da  -  cay   -    ing 

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Fresh- wing' d  from  the  balmy 
Cke  far  lie  -  io  un  re  po 
Tint  -  ed  by   the  clouds  of 


west, 

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lil  -  y  with  the  gold-en  dawn 
Messagie-re  qui  m'in  •  vi  • 
Let  thy  smile  be  o'er  it      play 


mg.  Blush -ing  o'er      its   snow-white  breast; 

/a,  Ca    -    va-  Her,   per  un         di      voi. 

ing.  Grief   will  then    for  -  get        its     tears. 


1w:i=im. 


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fe==U: 


-B-=L'fLL 


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-J.--,. 


■r- 


Thy  look     is     sun  -  shine,  and  ev  -  er 

Sett'za        no    mar    -    lo,    sirendad''o 

Of    all       the    mu    -    sic  youth  ev  -  er 


seems    Like  fai   -  ry 
nor  a    chi     fu 

made     Thy  faint  -  est 


VIS  -  ions  we  form  in 
de   •  gno  di   tanto  a  - 
mur  -  mur  far  sweeter 
J      r^ 


drieams.  Tho'  time  may  steal  the  leaves  from  gladness,     Hope's  bright  wings  may  clouded  be, 

mar.  No 'bil  donna  e  tan -to  o-ne    -    sta,  Che  far  lie  •  to   un  re  po  -   tria, 

play'd.    Oh !  light  as  zephyrs  wing'd  with  glad- ness.        May  thy  path  of   sun  -  shine   be! 


Oh! 

A 

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life  should  leave  all  free   from    sad      -      ness,— 
me      ere -de  -  te,  Mai  niun    si      •     •     gnor. 
life  should  leave  all  free   from    sad       •       ness,^ 


Days  all  bright  and  fair 
A  tanta  gloria  fue  -  letto 
Days      all  bright  and    fair 

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eor,      a      tan 
thee,   all     fair 


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for       thee, 

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for       tnee. 


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all       bright 
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all       fair 


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FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND   HOME. 


I  HAVE  FRUIT,  I  HAVE  FLOWERS. 

Allegrtito. 


i=i=l:S=^y=^:»^f4^-g 


I   have  fruit,  I  have  flowers,  That  were  gathered  in  the  bowers,  Amid    the  blooming  hills    so 


m  the 


high,      so       high,       I    have   fruit,      I     have  flowers.  The  daughters  of  the  showers.  Of    the 


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^^       N  .  \    lit  time.  (^       1^     k 

dews  and  the  rills,  Will  you  buy  ?     I've  a  young  nightingale  That  by  moonlight  in  the  vale      So 


H 1 1- 


K~h-4^-^»» 


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fondly  to  a  rose  his    love  did  sigh,  I  stole  within  their  bower,  Caught  the  silly  bird  and  flower.  Will  yon 


^L>'^ — I    I    i»  |»  }*    !*  ~  I      L    L  ^ '[_ '  i_  _  L  !_    I*"     ^  ^~  I*  I*  I  ~^   !_     \.\. 


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buy  the  pretty  lovers?      Will 


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you  buy  ?       Will  you  buy?  Will  you  buy,  buy,   buy  ?       Will  you 


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buy?  Will  you  buy,  buy,  buy? 


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I   have   fruit,  I  have  flowers,  The  daughters  of  the  showers.  Of  the 


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ifefe 


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Will  you  buy?  Will  you  buy?    Will  you  buy? 


buy? 


I  have  fruit. 


I  have  floweiSfc 


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buy?  Will  you  buy?  Will  you  buy,     buy,  buy?  Will  you  buy?  Will  you  buy?    Will  you  buy? 

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AH,  TIS  A  DREAM. 

Andante  espressione. 


E.  Lasssk 


1.  My    na  -  tive  land    a  -  gain    it    meets  mine     eye, 

2.  I       feel    the    kiss  that  was    in  youth  so      dear, 

3.  And  now  when  far      in    dis  -  tant  lands  I       roam 

-#-  -4«.  -#-  -^  -^  -^  .m-  .m^"^ 


in  g  ir  g  r  g  r 


The  old  oaks  raise  their  boughs  on 
The  words, "I  love!"  fall  on  mine 
My  heart  will  wan  -  der    to         my 


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home, 


The     vi 
I        see 

But     while 


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lets  greet  -  ing  seem, 
thine  eyes'  soft  beam! 
these    fan  •  cies        teem, 


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Ah!  'tis  a  dream. 
Ah!  'tis  a  dream. 
Ah!  'tis    a    dream. 


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194 


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It  is  all  very  well  to  analyze  vocalization,  and  to 
school  and  develop  the  organs  of  speech ;  but  if  the 
expression  be  lifeless,  or  hypocritical,  there  exists  a 
want  that  no  skill  whatsoever  can  supply.  We  express 
ourselves  in  our  actions ;  but  there  is  no  tell-tale  of  the 
soul  like  the  voice.  Encourage  sweetness  of  temper, 
and  the  voice  will  catch  the  cadences  of  persuasiveness. 
The  laugh  is  very  expressive.  It  may  be  merry,  scorn- 
ful, encouraging,  or  the  reverse.  It  may  be  empty,  or 
very  full  of  significance;  hearty  or  affected.  Explosive, 
loud  laughter,  like  all  inordinate  laughter,  in  fact,  is 
proof  of  no  very  good  breeding.  A  spirit  that  has 
been  long  subjected  to  ennobling  occupations,  when 


merriment  is  in  order,  is  not  overpowered  by  tlie  sud- 
den emotion.  Those  who  "burst  out  laughing"  on 
slight  provocation  should  school  their  inclinations,  and 
certainly  not  laugh  in  a  repulsive  voice.  It  is  not 
affectation  to  improve  the  tone  of  the  voice.  It  is  the 
sunplicity  of  good  nature.  So  also  of  speech.  "Who  is 
willing  to  offend  ?  No  one  who  is  worthy  of  respect ; 
no  one  who  respects  himself.  As  social  beings,  we 
are  under  obligation  to  make  ourselves  as  agreeable  as 
possible  to  those  around  us,  and  as  few  things  are  more 
annoying  to  a  sensitive  ear  than  an  unpleasant  voice 
either  in  laughter,  in  speech,  or  in  singing,  all  should 
endeavor  to  use  this  marvelous  organ  in  its  best  tones. 


KATHLEEN. 


W.  Williams. 


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1.  Oh !  leave  not  your  Kathleen,  there's  no  one  can  cheer  her;  A -lone   in      the  wide  world  un - 

2.  Oh  I  leave  not  the  land,  the  sweet  land  of  your  childhood,  Where  joyous  -  ly  passed  the  first 


pit  •  ied  she'll  sigh;  And  scenes  thatwere  loveliest  when  thou  wert  but  near  her,  Re-  call  the  sad 
days  of  our  youth !  Where  gai-ly    we  wandered 'mid  val -ley  and  wildwood, Oh!  those  were  the 


m-fr-t\tx 


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vis  -  ion    of  days  long  gone  by.    'Tis  vain  that  you  tell  me  you'll  never  for  -  get  me,  l  o  the 
bright  days  of  in  -  no  -  cent  truth.  'Tis  vain  that  you  tell  me  you'll  never  for  -  get  me,  To  the 


land    of      the    sham  -  rock  you'll  ne'er  re 


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turn      more; 


acceC. 
Far  a  -  way  from  your 


sight  you  will  cease  to     re  -  gret  me.  You'll  soon  for-get  Kathleen  and    E  -  rin  -  go  -  Bragh. 


P  -  m 


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THREE  KINGS  OF  ORIENT. 


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1.  We  three  kings  of      Orient     are,    Bearing   gifts  we     traverse   far  Field  and  fountain,  moor  and 

2.  Born   a  babe  on  Bethlehem's  plain,  Gold  we  bring  to  crown  Him  again;  King  for    ever —  ceasing 

3.  Frankincense    to      offer  have  I;       Incense  owns  a.   De  -  i  -  ty  nigh ;  Prayer  and  praising  all  men 

4.  Myrrh  is  mine;  its    bitter  perfume  Breathes  a  life  of  gath'ring  gloom;  Sorrowing,  sighing,  bleeding, 

5.  Glorious  now  behold    Him  rise.  King  and  God  and    Sac-rifice;  Heaven  sings  "  Hallelujah ! " 


mountain,  Following  yonder  Star, 
never —    Over  us   all    to  reign, 
raising,  Worship  Him,  God  on  high. 
dying,  Seal'd  in  the  stone-cold  tomb. 
"  Hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah ! "  earth  replies, 


Oh, 
Oh, 
Oh, 
Oh, 
Oh, 


star 
star 
star 
star 
star 


of 
of 
of 
of 
of 


wonder,  star  of  might.  Star  with 
wonder,  star  of  might,  Star  with 
wonder,  star  of  might.  Star  with 
wonder,  star  of  might.  Star  with 
wonder,  star-  of  might.  Star  with 


roy  -  ai 
roy  -  al 
roy  -  al 
roy  -  al 
roy  -  al 


beau  •  ty  bright,   Westward  lead  •  ing,  still    proceed  -  ing.  Guide  us    to     the      perfect    light 


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The  last  three  verses  may  be  sung  each  by  a  different  voice,  to  represent  the  Wise  Men. 


CHRISTMAS  AS   IT   COMES. 

Moderato.  i-       •-       k.      k.       1^  ' 


:Si=g:^^=:^i=^-^:^  *i  ?-jl 


■l?-.^   >   N. 


H-r-sr 


^SE^^^^l 


1.  Hail,  all  hail,  each  happy  season, Christmas  as  it  comes,  Christmas  as  it   comes!    Bringing  with  it 

2.  Friends  that  have  for  long  been  parted,  Christmas  brings  again,  Christmas  brings  again ;  Each  to  oth  -  er 

3.  Old  men  with  their  locks  of  silver ,Young  men  in  their  prime,  Young  men  in  their  prime ;  Mothers,children, 

4.  Birth  -  days  of  our  friends  are  honored,  Days  we  greet  with  zest,  Days  we  greet  with  zest ;  But  that  birthday 

1      ,  I 1 1 1 rl»— S— »— »-tH r»— »— •— »-rl 


deeper  gladness  To  our  happy  homes;  Bringing  with  it  deeper  gladness  To  our  happy  homes, 
tells  his  sto  -  ry.  Be  it  joy  or  pain ;  Each  to  oth  -  er  tells  his  sto  -  ry,  Be  it  joy  or  pain, 
all  expectant,  Welcome  Christmas  time ;  Mothers,  children,  all  expectant,Welcome  Christmastime, 
in    Ju  -  de  -  a     Is    of   all  days  best.     But  that  birthday  in  Ju  -  de  -  a    Is    of  all  days  best. 


196  FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 

MERMAID'S  EVENING  SONG 


StsPHBIT   GlrOVDt. 


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Hark !  what  mystic  sounds  are  those,  Stealing  soft  -  ly  o'er  the  sea?  Whence  that  music  soft  and  Ic*.'' 
D.  C.  List,      a  -  gain  the  sound  draws  near,  Falling  sweetly    on  the  ear ;  Borne  up  -  on  the  breeze  along, 

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I — I 1 — I — t- 


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Sound  -  ing  as  the  billows  flow  ?  'Tis  the  Mermaid's  song,'Tis  the  Mermaid's  song,  Borne  upon  the  breeze  a- 
'Tis  the  Mermaid's  evening  song.'Tis  the  Mermaid's  song.'Tis  the  Mermaid's  song,  Borne  upon  the  breeze  a- 


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Hark!  hark! 


Hark!  hark! 


'Tis 


the 


long,  'Tis  the^ermaid's  song,  'Tis  the  Mermaid's  song,  'Tis  the  Mermaid's  evening  song. 


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Mermaid's  song,  Hark!  hark!  Hark!  hark!  'Tis  the  Mermaid's  evening  song, 


Who  would  not  a  Mermaid  be.  Dwelling  'neath  the  restless  sea !  Down  among  its  mystic  forms.  Cradled  by  the 


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rising  storms.  Where  the  dolphins  play  and  leap,  In     a  coral  cave  to  sleep !  In  a    coral  cave,   In  a. 


coral  cave.  In  a  coral  cave  to  sleep !  In  a  coral  cave.  In  a    coral  cave.  In  a    coral  cave  to    sleep ! 


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19/ 


I  would  be   a  Mermaid  fair,  Wreathing  pearls  a  -  mid  my  hair;  Pillowed  on  the  billow's  crest, 

j^—m-m- 


Ocean  gems  upon  my  breast ;  Lull'd  by  ev'ry  wave  that  flows,  Singing  strains  as  sweet  as  those,  Singings, 


^^^  --^^  ^^--'  o^  rail. 

sing  -  ing      strains  as  sweet  as  those.      Singing,    singing     strains  as  sweet,  as  sweet  as  those  I 


List !  the  sound  now  fainter  grows.  As  the  Mermaid  seeks  repose ;  On  the  night-wind  borne  along.  Is  the 

[  Mermaid's 


Vl^   uu 


Hark !  hark !  hark ! 


ev'ning  song,  'Tis  the  Mermaid's  ev'ning  song,  'Tis  the  Merm^d's  ev'ning  song, 

'Tis  the  Mermaid's song,hark, hark !  'Tis  the  Mermaid's 

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song,  hark,  hark! 'Tis  the  Mermaid's  song.'Tis  the  Mermaid's  soug.'Tis  the  Mermaid's  song,'Tis  the  Mar- 

fmaid's  song. 


Lm   'l»   I"   -L^ 


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-t?-t?- 


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198 


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CHRISTMASSE  OF  OLDE. 


Swiss  Air 

EVCBNB    FlBLD. 


God  rest  you,  Chrysten   gen  -  til 

Last  night  ye  shepherds   in     ye 

God  rest  you,  Chrysten   gen  -  til 

But  thinking  on      ye  gen  -  til 


'i'hl  P  P  P  I  k  ^ 


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men,  Wher-  ey  -  er      you    may    be,  wher 

east  Saw  many  a      wondrous  thing,  saw 

men,  Far  -  ing  where'er    you     may,   far  - 

Lord  That  died    up  -  on      ye     tree,    that 


many    a 
ing  wher- 
died    up' 


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you  may    be,   God  rest    you  all        in  fielde  or  hall, 

wondrous  thing;  Ye  sky     last  night  flamed  passing  bright 

e'er  you  may;    In      noblesse  court      do   thou   no  sport, 

on      ye    tree.  Let  troublings  cease     and  deeds  of  peace 


^^Sf^Srt;: 


Or         on  ye    stormy 

"Whiles  that  ye  stars  did 

In  tour    -  nament  no 

A     -      bound  in  Chrystan- 


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sea;       For  on  this  mom,  this  morn,  our  Chryst  is  born.  That  saveth  you  and  me,  that  saveth,    saveth, 

sing.       And  angels  came  to  bless,  to  bless  ye  name  Of  Jesus  Chryst,  our  Kyng,  our  Kyng,  Of  Jesus 

playe.  In  Paynim  land  hyld  thou  thy  hand,  thy  hand.  From  bloudy  works  this  daye,  this  daye,  From  bloudy 

tie —      For  on  this  morn,  this  mom,  ye  Chryst  is  bom.  That  saveth  you  and  me,  that  saveth,    saveth. 


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you   and  me,    For  on  this  morn  our  Chryst  was  bom.  That  sav 

Chryst,  our  Kyng,  For  on  this  mom  our  Chryst  was  bom,  That  sav 

works  this  daye.  For  on  this  mom  our  Chryst  was  bom.  That  sav 

you   and  me.    For  on  this  mom  our  Chryst  was  born,  That  sav 


r  r  r. 


Jit 


eth  you  and  me, 

eth  you  and  me. 

eth  you   and   me. 

eth  you  and  me. 


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THE  STRANGER   STAR 


^^  I       h- 


1.  Saw      ye 

2.  Heard  ye 

3.  Know  ye 


nev  -  er 

nev  -   er 

not     that 


ip-m 


C.  F.  Alexander. 


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of 
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the  twi  -  light.  When  the  sun  had  left  the  skies, 
the  sto  -  ry,  How  they  crossed  the  des  -  ert  wild, 
ly         Ba  -  by    Was  .  the  bright    and  Mora  -  ing      Star, 


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199 


^^^^^m 


Up        in  heaven  the       clear    stars     shin  -  ing  Thro'  the  gloom  like     lov  ■ 
Journeyed  on        by        plain     and       mountain,  Till     they  found  the     Ho 
He      who  came     to        light      the       Gen  -  tiles,  And    the    darkened      isles 


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mg      eyes? 
.  ly     Child? 
-    far? 


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of  old  the  wise  men, 
they  o  -  pen'd  all  their 
we    too     may  seek      His 


watch  -  ing.  Saw  a  blaz  -  ing  stran 
treas  -  ure,  Kneel  -  ing  to  that  In  - 
era   •  die,   There  our  hearts'  best  treas 


ger  star, 
fant  King, 
ures  bring, 


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And    they  knew  the    King      was 
Gave   the    gold   and    fra    -     grant 
Love    and^faith  and    true        de    - 


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giv  -  en,    And    they  fol  -  lowed     it      from      far. 
in  -  cense,  Gave  the  myrrh  in  of  -   fer  -  ing? 

vo  •  tion,  For      our    Sa  -  viour,     God,  and   King. 


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CRADLE  SONG  OF  VIRGIN. 

Allegretto  nam  troppo. 


Joseph  Barnby. 
Words  from  Old  Latin. 


I.  The  Virgin  stills  the    crying   Of  Jesus  sleepless  ly  -  ing;  And  singing  for  His  pleas  -  ure  Thus 
2.0   Lamb,  my  love  in- vit- ing,  O  Star,  my  soul  delighting,    O  Flower  of  mine  own  bear  -  ing,      O 

3.  My  Child,  of  might  indwelling.  My  Sweet,  all  sweets  excelling,  Of  Bliss  the  Fountain  flow  -  ing,  The 

4.  Say.would'stThouheavenly  sweetness,  Or  love  of  answering  meetness?  Or  is  fit  music  wanting?  Ho! 


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calls  upon    her    Treas 
Jew  -  el  past  com  -  par 
Day-spring  ever      glow 
Angels,  raise  your  chant 


ing! 
ing. 
ing! 


My  Darling,  do  not  weep,  My  Je  -  su," 

My  Darling,  do  not  weep.  My  Je  -  su, 

My  Darling,  do  not  weep,  My  Je  -  su, 

My  Darling,  do  not  weep.  My  Je  -  su. 


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sleep ! 
sleep! 
sleep ! 
sleep! 


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*Je-zoa,  a  beautiful  use  of  the  Latin  vocative,  for  English  nominative. 


200 


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Mendelssohn,  Bartholdy  Felix,  was  the  son  of  a 
lich  merchant  and  banker  of  Hamburg,  and  was  bom 
la  that  city  A.  D.  1809.  The  early  development  of 
^e  musical  faculty  in  him  forces  him  into  compari- 
gon  with  the  precocious  Mozart,  but  his  more  fortunate 
position  saved  him  from  the  premature  drudgery  of 
public  display.  H  is  earliest  musical  instructor  was  the 
natural  guardian  of  his  infancy,  his  mother.  At  eight 
jrears  of  age  he  was  esteemed  a  prodigy,  and  not  with- 
out reason.  He  could  then  play  at  sight  the  most  intri- 
cate scores  of  Bach,  and,  without  premeditation,  trans- 
pose most  difficult  exercises  into  all  sorts  of  keys.  He 
also  evinced  a  wonderful  faculty  in  extemporizing 
upon  a  given  theme.     At  this  period  he  was  put  un- 


der  the  care  of  the  severe  bat  methodical  Zelter,  s 
man  not  disposed  to  give  way  to  fervid  impressions, 
yet  warmly  devoted  to  his  "glorious  boy."  Zel- 
ter, writing  to  Goethe,  in  1 82 1,  tells  him,  "I  desire 
to  show  your  face  to  my  favorite  pupil  before  I  die." 
Upon  the  circle  which  surrounded  Goethe  as  its  cen- 
tre, the  young  musician  made  a  profound  impression, 
winning,  at  the  same  time,  the  affection  of  all.  Be- 
fore his  father  would  allow  him  to  devote  himself  to 
music  as  his  profession,  he  took  him  to  Paris  to  consult 
the  then  aged  Cherubini.  The  ordeal  proposed  by 
that  consummate  musician  to  test  theproficiency  of  the 
aspirant  was  the  composition  of  a  Kyrie  for  chorus 
and  full  orchestra,  which  was  accomplished  to  the 


FAREWELL  TO  THE  WOODS. 

Moderate  Time. 


Gbrman  Anc. 


1.  Ver  -  dant grove,  farewell  to  thee,      Qad  in    ver    -    nal    beauty;    Thine   my  parting 

2.  What     delight    to     lin-gerhere,     'Mid  the   sha    -    dy     bowers;  From   the   sil  -  ver 

3.  But     the  night  for- bids  my  stay,     I     must  leave     in    sor-row;To     your  rest,  ye 


song  shall  be,  'TIS  a  sa  • 
foun- tain  clear,  CuU-ing  fra  ■ 
birds,  a -way,      And  dream  of 


cred   du  -  ty;    Let      thy  warbler's    tuneful  throng 
grant  flow- ers;   Would    I  might  with  garlands  crowned, 
the  mor-row.   Fare      ye  well,  ye    sha  -  dy  bow'rs. 


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Bear  the  echoes   of  my  song.    Far  o'er  hill  and   val  -   ley,  Far  o'er  hill  and  valley. 

Breathing  odors  sweet  around.    Tar -rywitli  thee  long  -  er,    Tar-ry  with  thee  longer. 

With  yoor  blooming, fragrant flow'rs, Till  an-oth-er  meet  •  ing,   Till  an- oth-er  meeting. 


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perfect  satisfaction  of  the  renowned  judge.  Through- 
out the  period  of  his  celebrity,  he  was  not  only  dis- 
tinguished for  his  composition,  but  still  more  as  a 
performer.  Language  was  exhausted  in  the  attempt  to 
describe  his  excellence  as  a  pianist,  and  the  churches 
were  invaded  by  crowds,  who  always  thronged  the 
aisles  when  he  was  expected  to  play  on  the  organ.  In 
a  word,  the  only  thing  he  could  not  do  on  the  organ 
was  to  "play  the  people  out."  The  more  effectively 
he  played,  the  more  fixed  the  congregation  remained, 
and  an  instance  is  on  record  how  once  at  St.  Paul's 
cathedral,  the  vergers  managed  to  check  the  energy 
of  the  performer  by  stopping  the  bellows  of  the  in- 
strument. In  1846,116  completed,  and  himself  con- 
ducted, at  Birmingham,  the  oratorio  of  Elijah,  the 
reception  of  which  left  his  wannest  admirers  nothing 


to  desire,  but  it  was  in  the  decrees  of  that  unsearchable 
Providence  which  often  shows  us  the  highly  gifted 

" To  mock  our  fond  pursuits, 

And  teach  our  humbled  hopes  that  life  is  vain," 

that  this  star,  the  cynosure  of  all  observers,  should 
sink  to  the  horizon  before  it  had  reached  its  culmina- 
ting point.  The  honors  which  accumulated  upon 
him  were  oppressive  to  the  constant  sense  of  fatigue 
that  possessed  him.  To  a  young  friend  who  be^ed 
him  to  play  after  the  triumphant  conclusion  of  the 
Birmingham  festival,  he  replied  mournfully  that  he 
could  not.  The  abiding  shadow  of  the  unseen  world 
was  settling  upon  him.  In  1837,  he  had  accepted 
the  post  of  director  of  the  concerts  at  Leipsic  In 
this  city  he  continued  to  reside  till  his  deaUi,  which 
happened  in  i84.7t  at  the  age  of  thirty-eight  yeaxs. 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 

LOVE  THY  MOTHER,  LITTLE  ONE. 


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Altegrttto grazioso.  \^_^'~'        ^   ^"    i"    *  "  "p 

1.  Love  thy    Moth-er,      lit  -  tie      one.      Kiss  and  clasp        herneck a  -  gain,       Thoumay'st 

2.  Press  her   lips     the  •while  they  glow     With  the   love     they've  never  told;       Thoumay'st 


N^t>  b    4     L«  .  U   i ha L<      L«    ia la l»-t»-i hx 


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one    day     be      a         son,  That  shall  mourn  her  loss  in  vain.l    ,,   ^t    ,       »i     ■»«•  -.v 

one   day     press  in       woe.  Kissing    tUl    thine  own  are  cold.  /  ^^' "'^  ^°^<^  ^^  *^°^^^' 


bears!  Till  Death  divide       she  will  ca-ress  thee.   And      night        and        mom 

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lOT  •  ing  arms  shall  press  thee.  Mir  •  tor    then  her  love  for  thee.  Gazing  in 


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cry  r^ing.  Have    no      an  •  swer  to        thy    cry 


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The  teacher  while  he  is  giving  instruction  in  vocal 
viuMC,  should  be  careful  to  avoid  singing  too  much 
wiih  his  pupils.  When  they  sing  he  should  usually 
listen,  and  when  he  sings  they  should  listen;  this 
will  enable  them  to  imitate  his  example,  and  him 
the  better  to  observe  their  £iults.  His  example  is 
of  the  utmost  importance  in  singing,  as  in  all  other 
things,  and  good  taste  or  good  style  can  here  be  com- 
municated in  no  other  way.  When  he  wishes  to 
correct  a  fault,  let  him  give  an  illustration  of  it,  or 
contrast  a  bad  example  with  a  better  one.      The  bad 


example  may  perhaps  be  caricatnred,  to  render  the 
contrast  stronger,  in  which  case  it  may  safely  be  left 
to  the  pupils  to  choose  which  of  the  two  examples 
they  should  imitate.  It  is  the  duty  of  the  teacher  to 
correct  faults  from  the  beginning.  In  speaking  to 
his  pupils  he  should  be  careful  to  distinguish  between 
the  tones  themselves,  the  names  of  the  tones,  the 
syllables  that  are  applied  to  tones,  and  the  notes 
representing  the  tones.  Also,  between  singing  by 
syllables,  by  words,  by  rote,  and  by  note.  We  sing 
by  rote  when  we  catch  the  tone  by  ear ;  we  sing  bj 


THE  MINSTREL  BOY, 

lAvdy. 


SW 


I.  The      min  -  strel  boy        to    the 


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T.    MOORK. 

Arrangea  by  Balpb. 


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boy        to    the      war     is    gone.   In  the    ranks     of     death    youTl 
2.  The      min  -  strel  fell,      but  the    foe  -  man's  chain  Could  not  bring    that    proud     soul 


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find      him;  His    fa  -  ther's  sword  he  hath  gird  -  ed     on,  And  his  wild  harp  slung       b©. 
un     -     der ;  The  harp     he  loved  ne'er     spoke  a  -  gain,  For  he    tore  its     chords     a> 


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hind  him.  ««Land  of  song  1"  said  the    war-rior  bard,  ««Tho'    all    the  world  be» 

sun      •      der,   And  said, "  No  chain       shall        sul  -  ly    thee.     Thou  soul  of  love  and 


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One  sword  at  least  thy  rights  shall  guard,  One    faithful  harp     shall  praise  thee." 
Thy  songs  were  made  for  the  pure  and  free.  They  shall  never  sound  in  sla  -  very.'* 


trays  thee, 
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note  when  we  interpret  the  notes,  or  sing  from  the 
written  characters.  Taste,  style,  and  appropriate 
expression,  both  as  relates  to  tones  and  words,  should 
always  receive  careful  attention.  Never  introduce  into 
a  children's  class,  or  any  other  class,  low,  doggerel 
verse.  Let  the  words  selected  be  mainly  of  a  cheer- 
ful character,  always  such  as  will  interest,  and  often 
such  as  must  elevate  the  tone  of  the  pupil's  thought 
Shut  out  entirely  from  the  school  all  that  partakes 
of  bufifoonery,  waggery,  and  low,  vulgar  merriment 


One  Sunday,  after  the  choir  at  Otjerlin  College 
had  sung  without  distinctly  pronouncing  the  words. 
President  Finney,  in  his  prayer,  alluded  to  their  work 
as  follows :  "  O  Lord,  we  have  sung  an  anthem  to 
Thy  praise.  Thou  knowest  the  words  but  we  da 
not  We  do  pray  Thee  that  those  that  lead  us  may 
open  their  mouths,  that  we  may  know  what  they  say, 
that  we  may  join  in  Thy  praise.  May  they  not  sing 
to  be  heard  of  men ;  nor  mock  Thee,  and  offend  Thy 
peopla  or  the  house  of  God,  by  displaying  themselves." 


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203 


AMID  THE  GREENWOOD. 


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Thalbbrg. 


3E 


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Andante,  with  expression.  ^     ^ 

1.  A  -  mid    the  green-wood  smiling,  Once  stood     %   love  -  ly   cot;        A    huntsman's  blooming 

2.  The  huntsman  hath  de  -  part  -  ed,   The   maid  -  en,  too,    is  gone,      The  cot,     in    ru  -   ins 


dau: 
fall 


;hter       Gave  beau  -  ty     to       the  spot;      And  when       a- broad  she  wander'd.      Then 
ing.      Is         des    -  o  -  late     and  lone ;      A        wil  -  low  shall   be  plant  -  ed        Up  - 


I 

on 


was  ev  -  er  nigh ;   When  friendly    I   address'd  her.    Full  sweet  was  her    re  ■ 
this  orphan  ground.  Oh,  tree  Imay'stthou  still  flourish,  Shed  bloom  and  freshness 


171 

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DIP,  BOYS,  DIP  THE  OAR. 


KJ  AUeeretto. 


Sarona. 


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;     She 


Ailegretto. 

1.  'Tis     moonlight    on     the     sea,     boys.  Our    boat     is  on  the  strand;  She 

2.  The     zeph  -  yrs    woo    the    spray,   boys.  Their  laugh  -  ter  fills  the  air ;  We'll 

3.  What   tho'    the  dark  rocks  frown,  boys.  Their  home  is  on  the  shore;  When 


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bids  us  all  be  free,  boys.  And  seek  a  fair  -  er  land, 
bid  them  wake  our  song,  boys,  And  steal  a  -  way  our  care 
fair  -  er  lands  ap  -  pear,  boys,  Our  dangers  will  be      o' 


md.  1 
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Dip,  boys,  dip  the 


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Bid  farewell  to  the  dusk-y  shore ;  Free  -  dom  ours  shall  be.  As  we  cross  the  deep  blue  sea. 


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While  word -music  appeals  to  our  intellect 
through  its  force  of  representation,  instrumental  music 
i^peals  directly  to  the  emotions.  The  former  ap- 
pears clad  in  shadowy  generalities,  and  the  latter 
arises  in  its  primitive  life-giving  power.  Music  is  of 
a  lyrical  nature,  and  therefore  remains  all-powerful 
where  the  expression  of  poetry  ceases.  Music  can 
be  an  aid  to  poetry  and  can  increase  its  efifect  on  the 
ear  and  heart  by  means  of  melody,  but  it  can  also  act 
independently,  forming  its  theme  from  its  own  re- 
sources.    In  the  former  case  it  is  hampered  by  the 


text  and  must  conform  itself  to  the  pace  of  the  stream 
of  words.  Its  compass  of  tone  is  prescribed  and  its 
liberty  restricted  thereby.  Instrumental  music  stands 
alone  in  its  unapproachable  sovereignty.  In  its  lyric 
nature  it  unfolds  the  most  tender,  mysterious  feelings 
hidden  in  the  inmost  depths  of  the  human  heart.  The 
orchestral  instruments  are  the  highest  means  through 
which  the  composer  expresses  his  genius,  as  well  as 
the  purest  utterances  of  his  soul  in  tender  or  powerful 
strains,  represertting  the  same  in  the  form  of  a  sym- 
phony.    While  in  the  opera  the  combination  of  song. 


THREE  FISHERS. 


John  Hullah. 
Charlbs  Kingsley. 


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Andantino. 


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1.  Three  fish- ers  went  sail  -  ing   out      in  -  to  the  west.     Out       in  -  to     the    west     as     the 

2.  Three    wives      sat    up     in    the        light-house  tow'r.  And  they  trimm'd  the  lamps    as     the 

3.  Three  corpses     lay   out    on    the       shin  -  ing  sands.    In  the     mom   -  ing  gleam,  as     the 


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t^  t^  U'  ^  'birl?" 


unpoco  roll. 


1?^^ 


sun  went  dovra ;  Each  tho't  on  the  woman  who  lov'd  him  the  best,  And  the  children  stood  watching  them 

sun  went  down ;  They  look'  d  at  the  squall  and  they  look'  d  at  the  show'r.  And  the  night  rack  came  rolling  up, 

tide  went  down;  And  the  women  are  weeping  andwringingtheirhands.  For  those  who  will  never  come 


^■U^ 


-g.  J-iT:  -jT-ilV-g^  -•  i-  £^3^^ 


cut  of  the  town;  For  men  must  work,  and  women  must  weep,  And'there's  little  to  earn,  and 
ragged  and  brown;  But  men  must  work,  and  women  must  weep,  Tho' storms  be  sudden  and 
back  to  the  town;  For  men  must  work,  and  women  must  weep.  And  the  sooner  it's  ov-er,      the 


ma-ny  to  keep;  Tho'  the  har  -  bor  bar  be  moan 
wa  -  -  ters  deep ;  And  the  har  -  bor  bar  be  moan 
sooner         to     sleep;  And  good-bye  to     the  bar  and  its     moan 


W=^^ 


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D.  S.  to  last  verse. 


poetry,  decoration,  acting,  costumes,  and  orchestral 
effects  produce  an  impression  on  the  listener,  and 
through  their  union  take  possession  of  the  senses  by 
their  representations  of  the  outer  world,  it  is  the 
sphere  of  pure  instrumental  music,  of  the  symphony 
itself,  to  enter  the  recesses  of  the  heart,  and  find  an 
echo  there  where  love,  joy,  friendship,  sorrow,  hope, 
and  earnest  striving  reign  supreme. — M.  Steinhert. 
The  author  of  "Three  Fishers  "  was  a  noted  poet, 
preacher  and  novelist  of  England.  He  was  professor 
of  modem  history  at  Cambridge,  afterwards  Canoo  ^ 


Westminster  and  chaplain  to  the  Queen.  He  died  in 
1875.  During  his  boyhood  his  father  was  rector  of  a 
small  parish  on  the  sea-coast,  from  which  he  had  often 
seen  the  herring  fleet  put  out  to  sea.  On  these  occasions 
it  was  customary  to  hold  a  short  but  impressive  religious 
service  on  the  quay,  at  which  not  only  the  fishermen, 
but  also  their  wives,  sweethearts  and  children  were  pre- 
sent. Recalling  this  scene  vividly,  at  the  close  of  a 
weary  day,  he  wrote  this  touching  poem,  whose  beauty 
is  enhanced  by  the  plaintive  air  to  which  it  has  been 
set  bjT  John  liuUab,  aa  English  ccanposer  of  reputatioH. 


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OH,  WERT  THOU  IN  THE  CAULD  BLAST. 

Ardante.  ^        *^     |       ^       ^       |^    |  ^ 


JBiOKBXt  Burns. 
F.  Mbmdei^ssohn. 


1.  Oh,  wertthouin  the    cauld  Wast, On  yonderlea,  On  yonder  lea,    My  plai-die  to  the  an-gry 

2.  Oh,  were  I     in  the  wildest  waste,  Sae  black  and  bare,  Sae  black  and  bare.  The  desert  were  a  Para  - 


airt,  I'd  shel-ter  thee,     I'd  shel  -  ter  thee.       Or  did  mis  -  for-tune's  bit  -  ter  storms  A  • 

disc,  If   thou  wert  there,  If  thou  wert  there.     Or  were  I    mon-arch  of     the  globe,  With 


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round  thee  blaw,  A  -  roundtheebIaw,ThyshieIdshouldbemybosom,Toshareita',  Toshareit    a', 
thee      to  reign,  With  thee  to  reign.  The  brightest  jewel  in  my  crown  Wad  be  my  queen.  Wad  be  my  queen. 


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OH!  THAT  I  NEVER  MORE  MIGHT  SEE. 


donizhttt. 
Anna  Bolkma.** 


1.  O  that    I  never  more  might  see  The  smile  that  hides  a  sor  -  row.  Better 'twould  be  that  mise-ry 

2.  He  who  beholds  thee  pensively,  Thinks  of  thy  maiden  pleas  -  ure.  And  gazing  alone,  alone  on  thee. 


From  tears  some  poor  relief  might  bor      -      row.  Tears,  like  refreshing  show-ers,  Falling  on  drooping 
Beholds  so  near  his  heart's  fond    trea  -  sure.  O  that  for  empty  splendor,  Hearts  should  their  peace  sur« 


flow  -  ers.  Bear  from  the  lone  heart  half 
ren  -  der !  Poor  is  the  triumph  pomp 


its    pain.  Bidding  it  bloom     a  -    gain. 

may  claim    O'er  ruined  heart  and  blighted  fame. 


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Im  tome  oommonities  the  want  of  an  appreciation 
of  music  is  nuMie  very  apparent.  Selfishness,  impo- 
liteness and  clownishness,  are  often  manifested  to  an 
unpardonable  degree  when  a  young  lady  is  called  to 
the  piano.  The  first  note  struck  is  taken  by  the  rest 
of  the  company  as  a  signal  for  loud  conversation  and 
nproarious  laughter.  When  she  has  finished,  it  would 
often  be  difficult  for  many  of  the  company  to  tell 
whether  she  had  played  the  "Danube  Waltzes"  or 
"  Yankee  Doodle."  Common  civility  should,  in  the 
parlor  or  in  the  concert  hall,  require  at  least  respectful 
attention.  We  are  aware  that  the  number  of  third 
and  even  tenth-rate  musicians  in  the  world  is  large. 
Many  young  ladies  who  consider  themselves  adepts 
in  the  art  of  music  seem  to  regard  a  discord  as  satis- 
foctoiy  as  a  chord.    How  many  "  proficients "  in  music 


would  be  speechless  from  ignorance  if  called  upo» 
to  define  gamut!  how  many  wonld  almost  swoon  if 
called  upon  to  run  it!  And  yet,  notwithstanding  all 
this,  impoliteness  or  rudeness  is  quite  inexcusable. 

The  difference  in  musical  taste  is  sometimes  due  to 
a  peculiarly  nervous  constitution,  or  to  the  depressed 
or  elated  condition  of  the  mind.  Grief  is  often  soonest 
solaced  by  a  lively  air;  hilarity  best  controlled  by 
a  plaintive  one.  But,  after  all,  that  which  influences- 
musical  taste,  or  any  kind  of  taste,  most  is  education. 
Teach  children  to  admire  the  sublime  and  the  beau- 
tiful in  nature.  At  the  home  fireside  and  in  tha 
school-room,  everywhere,  children  should  be  instruc 
ted  in  music.  Correct  taste  in  music  flings  wide  the 
gate  to  the  highway  of  all  that  is  beautiful,  nobl» 
and  good.    Among  the  fine  arts  it  stands  foremost^ 


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THE  OLD  OAKEN  BUCKET. 


E.  Kaillmark. 
Samubl  Woodworth. 


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That  moss-covered  bucket  I  hailed  as  a  treasure, 

For  often  at  noon,  when  returned  from  the  field, 
[  found  it  the  source  of  an  exquisite  pleasure, 

The  purest  and  sweetest  that  natiu-e  can  yield. 
How  ardent  I  seized  it,  with  hands  that  were  glowing. 

And  quick  to  the  white-pebbled  bottom  it  fell, 
Then  soon,  with  the  emblem  of  truth  overflowing. 

And  dripping  with  coolness,  it  rose  from  the  well. 
The  old  oaken  bucket,  the  iron-bound  bucket, 
The  moss-covered  bucket  arose  from  the  well. 


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How  sweet  from  the  green,  mossy  brim  to  receive  it» 

As,  poised  on  the  curb,  it  inclined  to  my  lips ! 
Not  a  full-blushing  goblet  could  tempt  me  to  leave  i^ 

Tho'  filled  with  the  nectar  that  Jupiter  sips. 
And  now,  far  removed  from  the  loved  habitation. 

The  tear  of  regret  will  intrusively  swell. 
As  fancy  reverts  to  my  father's  plantation. 

And  sighs  for  the  bucket  that  hung  in  the  well; 
The  old  oaken  bucket,  the  iron-bound  bucket, 
The  moss-covered  bucket  which  hanes  in  the  welL 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOMR, 


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TELL  ME,  BEAUTIFUL  MAIDEN. 

[BARCAROLLE.] 


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CSAILB  Gotmt^i 


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Movimento  di  Barcarola. 
Tell    me,    beautiful  maiden,  Tell  me,  where  will  you  go ? 
Di  -  tes,       la  jeune  bel  -  le,  06  voulezvous    al  -  ler  ? 


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Fair  sails    o  -  ver  us  swaying. 
La   voile  on-vre  son  ai  -  le. 


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blow, 
fler. 


Lightly  the  breezes  blow. 
La  bri  -  se  va  souf  -  fler. 


Light  -  ly  the  breezes 
La  bii-se  va  souf 


1.  At  our  prow  Hope  is  smiling,  Fond  hearts  gently  beguiling      Far    o'er  the  crys  -  tal      bay,— 

2.  To  the  South-land  fast  flying    Ere  yon  fair  moon  be  dying,      Tell  me,  love,  shall  we      go? 

3.  "  Let  us  go,"  said  the  maiden,  "  To  that  glorious  Aidenn,  Where  love,  true  love,  never  dies  I 
I.  L'a-vi-ronest  d'i-voi-re,           Le  pavUlon  de  moi-r?,       Le     gouver-nail  d'or     fin. 


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Silken  sail  softly  fall  -  ing,  Sea-nymphs  tenderly  calling. 
Or  with  speed  ofthe  wind,  love.  'Till  our  Eden  we  find,  love. 
Of  that  land  and  its  glo  -  ry.  Few,  ah !  few  tell  the  sto  -  ry ! 

J'ai  pour  lest  une  oran  -  ge.  Pour  voile  une  aile  d'an  -  ge. 


'  Come  away,  love,  a  -  way  1" 
Tell  me,  love, shall  we  go? 
Few,  ah !  few  find  the  prize ! 
Pour  mousse  un  s6-ra  -  phin. 


Tell  me,   beautiful  maiden,  Teil  me,  where  will  you  go  ? 
Di  -  tes,       la  jeune  belle,      oil  voulezvous  al  •  ler  ? 


Fair  sails    o-ver  us  swaying, 
La  voile  ou-vresonai -le. 


Lightly  the  breezes  blow, 
La  brise  va  souf  -  fler. 


Light  -  ly,  light 
La  brise  va 


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O  FAIR  DOVE,  O  FOND  DOVE. 

AlUgro  ntoderato. 


A.  S.  Gatty.    C  Matz  arr. 


1.  Me  •  thought  the    stars     were  blink -ing  bright.  And  the   old    brig-sails   un- furled:    I 

2.  My         true  -  love   fares       on     this    great    hUl,      Feed  -  ing      his  sheep  for   -  aye :   I 


said   I    will  sail    to  my    love    this    night.    At  the    oth  -  er     side    of    the   world.  I 

look'd  in  his  hut,    but  all      was      still.     My        love      was  gone  a       -      way.  I 


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stepp'd   a  -  board,   we         sail'd     so      fast,      The         sun  shot  up  from  the  bourne;  But    a 
went      to      gaze      in  the     for  -  est    creek.  And  the  dove  mourned  on      a  -pace;     No 


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flame  did  flash,  nor  fair  blue  reek  Rose      up      to  show  me  his  place.     O      last    love  I    O 


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first  love !  My  love  with  the  true,  true  heart !         To  think  I  have  come  to  this  your  home.    And 


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Slowly. 

1.  Now  night's  dark  shades  ap  -  pear — ^*(dai-k  shades  appear,^  I         to    my  couch  re   -    pair; 
And  safe      in    qui  -  et        rest —    ( in    qui  -  at      rest,)  My  dreamings  all     are      blest. 

2.  Yes,  while      I  sleep  and  dream —    (I  sleep  and  dream,)  Bright  forms  around  me   gleam; 
To  guard    my  slumbers       still —    ( my  slumbers  still,)  From  all   approach  of           ill. 


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No  other  fonn  of  stage  performance  is  so  thoroughly 
unnatural  as  the  average  opera.  It  is  conceived  and 
executed  from  a  standpoint  as  purely  imaginary  as  a 
fairy  tale.  To  begin  with,  we  have  the  chorus.  The 
idea  of  a  party  of  male  and  female  individuals  shouting 
their  unanimous  opinions  and  expressions  in  four-part 
music  is  essentially  absurd.  Then  we  have  the  chorus 
brought  on  in  the  queerest  and  most  impossible  situ- 
ations. A  party  of  conspirators  will  steal  upon  an 
unsuspecting  victim,  singing  their  threats  and  inten- 
tions in  tones  loud  enough  to  warn  him  even  if  he 
were  the  inmate  of  a  deaf  and  dumb  asylum,  while  the 
aforesaid  victim  announces,  in  a  lusty  tenor,  that  he 
has  not  the  least  idea  of  the  impending  calamity.  In 
Fra  Diavolo  we  have  two  or  three  villains  about  to 


attack  a  young  girl.    They  sing  from  their  place  r>i 

concealment;  but  she  is  temporarily  deaf  and  "loe* 
not  hear  them.  In  Lucia  and  Hamlet  the  heroines  go 
mad  and  sing  their  most  brilliant  numbers  under  fhe 
influence  of  their  delirium.  In  Lucia  also,  while  the 
unhappy  heroine  is  getting  more  and  more  hopelessly 
insane  under  the  influence  of  her  own  vocal  pyrotech- 
nics, the  male  chorus,  clad  as  Scotchmen,  stand  around 
in  a  semi-circle  and  sing  an  acccompaniment  to  her 
crazy  act,  instead  of  sending  for  the  doctor.  In  Faust, 
when  Valentine  dies,  the  soldiers  and  villagers  sing 
him  to  death  most  inconsiderately.  Margaret  gets  off 
her  sick  bed  to  sing  a  trio  with  Faust  and  M  ephistophiles, 
and  the  chorus  is  very  noisy  while  paralyzing  Mephisto 
with  the  hilts  of  their  swords  in  the  form  of  a  cross. 


OVER  THE  STARS  THERE  IS  REST. 


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Franz  Abt, 
T.  T.  Barker. 


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1.0-  ver  the  stars  there  is     rest ! 
2.  O  -  ver  the  stars  there  is    rest ! 


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O  -  ver  the  stars  there  is     rest! 
O  -  ver  the  stars  there  is     rt^t ! 


Suf -  fer,  in 
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pa  -  tience  con  -  fid    -       ing.     Life  with  its       tri   -  al  and      chid 
life's     ills  re   -  sign   -      ing;     There,  where  the  sun      is  still      shi 

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There  are  re  -  lieved  the  op  -  prest. 


Dark  tho'  to  -  day  be  with     sor 
On- ward  with  courage  re  -   viv 


row,     Hope  gilds  more  brightly  the    mor       •      row,- 
ing,     Ev   -  er    still    pa-tient-ly     striv       •       ing. 


O  -  ver    the     stars  there  is 
O  -  ver    the     stars  there  is 


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rest! 


O-  ver    the  stars  there  is    rest! 
O  -  ver    the  stars  there  is    rest ! 


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GOOD  NIGHT. 


Fbamz  Aav. 


^  '        .        .  . 

1.  In      the  west  the  sun     de-clin-ing,  Sinks  beneath  the  mountain  height,  Tints  the  clouds  with 

2.  Bleak  -  er  winds  the  flow'rs  be  -  numbing,  On    the  hearth  the  crick  -  et  sings ;  Home  tlie  la  -  den 

3.  In     the  wind  the  grass    is  bending,  Flow'rs  now  slumber  in  the  shade ;  Birds    to  seek  their 

4.  Man  now  seeks  his  peace -ful  dwelling,  Cir  -  cles  round  the  rud  -  dy  blaze;  Of    the  sweets  of 


gold-en   lin-ing.  Sets  the    hills  with  ru-bies  shining.  Then  bids  all  the  world  goodnight, 

bee  flies  humming.  And  the   drow  -  sy  bat  is    coming.  Dart  -  ing  on   his  leath  -  cm  wings, 

nests  are  wending.  Flocks  infold  the  shepherds  tending.  Homeward  flies  the  mountain  maid, 

la  -  bor  tell  -  ing.  Till  his  heart  with  rapture  swelling.  Grate  -  ful  gives  his  Mak  -  er    praise. 

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Lively. 


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1.  There's  much  good  cheer   in    youth -ful  days.  When  fair  -   y     scenes   the     heart    en  -  gage, 
«.  The     Sum  -  mer's  smile   we     ev   •  er    greet.  We     love      its        ber  -  ries    fresh    and  sweet. 


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When     all      is      sun  •  ny,      clear,  and  bright.  And    pleas  -  nres    reign  from   mom  till  night. 
And      Au  -  tumn  comes  with    welcome    glee,     O       yes,      its      fruits    we      long     to    see. 


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half     our  share  ?    We  bound  like  roe  -  bucks  o'er  the    plain.  And  ev  -  er  fresh  and  free   re  -  main, 
youth's  brightflood,  We  let     our    pleasures  take  the     wing,  And  ev  •  er,     ev-  er,    ev  -  er    sing. 


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La  la      k     la     la    la     la 


la    la     la    la    la     la     la    la      la     la    la. 


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FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


Cabinet  Organ. — The  piano  now  has  a  rival  in 
the  United  States  in  that  fine  instrument  which  has 
grown  from  the  melodeon  into  the  cabinet  organ.  It 
seems  to  us  peculiarly  the  instrument  for  men.  We 
trust  the  time  is  at  hand  when  it  will  be  seen  that  it 
is  not  less  desirable  for  boys  to  learn  to  play  upon  an 
instrument ;  and  how  much  more  a  little  skill  in  per- 
forming may  do  for  a  man  than  for  a  woman !  A  boy 
can  hardly  be  a  perfect  savage,  nor  a  man  a  mere 
money-maker,  who  has  acquired  sufficient  command 
of  an  instrument  to  play  upon  it  with  pleasure.  How 
often,  when  we  have  been  listening  to  the  swelling 
music  of  the  cabinet  organs  at  the  warerooms  of 
Mason  and  H'unlin,  in  Broadway,  have  we  desired 
to  put  one  of  those  instruments  into  every  clerk's 
boarding-house  room,  and  tell  him  to  take  all  the 
ennui,  and  half  the  peril,  out  of  his  life  by  learning 


to  play  upon  it  t  No  business  man  who  worlcs  as  {n* 
tensely  as  we  do,  can  keep  alive  the  celestial  harmon- 
ies within  him, — no,  nor  the  early  wrinkles  from  hi« 
face, — without  some  such  pleasant  mingling  of  bodily 
rest  and  mental  exercise  as  playing  upon  an  instrur 
ment.  The  simplicity  of  the  means  by  which  music 
is  produced  from  the  cabinet  organ  is  truly  remarka- 
ble. It  is  called  a  "reed"  instrument;  which  leads 
many  to  suppose  that  the  canebrake  is  despoiled  to 
procure  its  sound-giving  apparatus.  Not  so.  The 
reed  employed  is  nothing  but  a  thin  strip  of  brass 
with  a  tongue  slit  in  it,  the  vibration  of  which  causes 
the  musical  sound.  One  of  the  reeds,  though  it  pro- 
duces a  volume  of  sound  only  surpassed  by  the  pipe^ 
of  an  organ,  weighs  about  an  ounce,  and  can  be 
carried  in  a  vest-pocket.  In  fact,  a  cabinet  organ  is 
simply  an  accordion  of  immense  power  and  improved 


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HEAVILY  WEARS  THE  DAY. 

Softly,  and  with  much  feeling. 


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Gbrman  Air. 


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1.  Heav-i-ly  wears  the  day  in  sighs  and  tears  away.  Heavily  wears  the  day  in  sighs  and  tears  away ;  With 

2.  Oft  did  he  tell  me  so,  when  I  would  bid  him  go,  Ofl  did  he  tell  me  so,  when  I  would  bid  him  go,—  My 

3.  Oh,  that  it  could  be  so!  Yes,  I  would  let  him  go;  Oh,  that  it  could  be  so!  Yes,  I  would  let  him  go.  And 


weeping  I  am  weary,  weary,  When  at  the  door  I  stand,  seeing  the  darken'd  land  all  still  and  dreary,  I  am  so 
triflingnevermade  him  weary:  "When  I  am  faraway,  over  the  bounding  spray.  You  will  be  dreary,  dear  one,and 
of  my  weeping  never  weary, Only  to  have  him  come  back  to  his  own  lov'd  home.  To  hear  his  cheery  "  Do  not  be 


weary ;  When  at  the  door  I  stand,  seeing  the  darken'd  land.  All  still  and  dreary,  I  am  so   weary, 
weary ;  When  I  am  far    away,  ♦ver  the  bounding  spray.  You  will  be  dreary,  dear  one,  and  weary.** 
dreary ;"  Only  to  have  him  come  back  to  his  own  lov'd  home,  To  hear  his  cheery  "Do  not  be  dreary." 


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mechanism.  Twenty  years  ago,  one  of  our  melo- 
deon-makers  chanced  to  observe  that  the  accordion 
produced  a  better  tone  when  it  was  drawn  out  than 
when  it  was  pushed  in ;  and  this  fact  suggested  the 
first  great  improvement  in  the  melodeon.  Before  that 
time,  the  wind  from  the  bellovtrs,  in  all  melodeons,  was 
forced  thro'  the  reeds.  At  this  point  of  development, 
the  instrument  was  taken  up  and  covered  with  im- 
provements, making  it  one  of  the  most  pleasing  musical 
instruments  in  the  possession  of  mankind.  When  we 
remarked  above,  that  the  American  piano  is  the  best 
in  the  world,  we  expressed  only  the  opinion  of  others, 
but  now  that  we  assert  the  superiority  of  American 
cabinet  organs  over  similar  instruments  made  in  Lon- 
don and  Paris,  we  are  communicating  knowledge  of  our 
<smu  Indeed,  the  superiority  is  so  marked  that  it  is  1^ 


parent  to  the  merest  tyro  in  music.  In  the  new  town^ 
of  the  great  West,  the  cabinet  organ  is  usually  thq 
first  instrument  of  music  to  arrive,  and,  of  late  years^ 
it  takes  its  place  with  the  piano  in  the  fashionable 
drawing-rooms  of  the  Atlantic  States.— ya/w«  Parton. 
The  first  effect  of  culture  in  its  most  popular  form— . 
scientific  knowledge — ^is  sometimes  to  unsettle  faith  and 
unchurch  the  souls  of  men.  The  remedy  for  this  moral 
and  religious  unsettling  lies,  not  in  a  cowardly  retreat 
fix>m  knowledge,  but  in  a  manful  advance  into  a  larger 
knowledge.  The  higher  up  in  the  scale  of  humanity  a 
people  stands,  the  profounder  its  homage  to  the  moral 
law.  Fire  the  f)oet  or  painter  or  musician  with  the  pas- 
sion of  patriotism,  the  enthusiasm  of  humanity,  the  wor- 
ship of  the  infinite  and  eternal  God,  and  you  will  get  the 
work  which  shall  prove  immortaL— i?.  H.  Ntwton*  , 


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EVENING  HYMN. 


AVB,  Samctissima. 


1.  Hail,    thou    most  sa  •  cred  One,      We  lift      our   souls     to      Thee;         Hear  Thou  our 

2.  Je    -     sus,     most  gra-cious  One,      We  trust    Thy  tea  -  der     care ;  We     give  our 


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even  •  ing  song,   'Tis  night  •  fall     on       the    sea.  Watch     us    while  shad  -  ows    lie 

hearts      to  Thee,   Hear  Thou  our    hum  -  ble  prayer.  Oh,     Thou  whose  love  doth  shine 


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Far         o'er    the   wa  -  ters  spread,  Hear  Thou  the  heart's  lone      sigh.       Thine    too    hadl 
Match  •  less    for    ev    •    er  -  more.  Come  and  each  thought  re  -    fine.        Come,   we      im- 


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bled.  Thou  who  hast  tast  -  ed     death.      Aid     us   when  death  is  near,  Whis-per     of 

plore.  Save  Thou  our  souls  from  ill.        Guard  Thou  our  lives  from  fear;  Our  hearts  with. 


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teav'n  to  faith,  Blest  Sa  -  viour,  Elest  Sa  -  viour,    hear, 
com  -  fort  fill.   Blest  Sa  -  viour.  Blest  Sa  -  viour,    hear. 


Sa  -  viour,  most  gra  -  cious.   Oh, 
Sa  -  viour,  most  gra  -  cious.  Oh, 


take    us    to 
take    us    to 


thy    care, 
thy    care. 


Je  -  sus,  we  be  -  seech  Thee,  Hear  Thou  our    prayer. 
Je  -  sus,   we   be  -  seech  Thee,  Hear  Thou  our     prayer. 


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ONE  BY  ONE. 

Allegro  Modtraie. 


ViNCKNZO   BeLLIKI. 

Adelaiub  Anne  Proctob. 


1.  One  by    one  the  sands  are     flow  -  ing,  One  by    one  the  mo  -  ments    fall ;  Some  are 

2.  Ev  -  'ry  hour  that  fleets  so      slow  -  ly,    Has  its    task  to    do     or         bear :  Lu  -  mi  - 


com-mg,  some  are    go  -  ing, 
nous  the  crown  and    ho  -  ly. 


m. 


ji  w  w  w  ^ 


Do  not  strive,  ah !  do  not  strive  to  grasp  them  all !       One  by 
If   thou  seteach,  if  thou  set  each  gem  with  care.       Do   not 


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one  thy  du-ties    wait      thee,    Let  thy  whole  strength  go      to  each; 

look  at  life's  long  sor    -    row,    Sfte  how  small    each    mo  -  ment's     pain; 


L/Ct    no 
God  will 


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^  [gifts  from 

fii-  ture  dreams  elate  thee,  Learn  thou  first  what  Siese  can  teach,  what  these  can  teach ,  One  by  one,  bright 
help  thee  for  to-  morrow,  Ev-'rydaybe-  gin         a- gain,  be-gin  a-  gain.  Do  not  linger  with  re- 


—  '  .    .    .    ,^    ■     '    y  -^  y  -^  I'         '— f^-i^-L_^_3: 


Lento. 


Heaven,  Joys  are  sent  thee  here  below;  Take  them  readily  when  given,  Ready  too  to  let  them  go. 
gretting,  Or  for  passion's  hoiu:  despond;  Nor,  the  daily  toil  forgetting.  Look  too  eagerly  be  -yond. 


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One  by   one  thy  griefs  shall  meet  thee.  Do  not  fear  an  arm  -  ed      band ;  One  will  fade  while  others 
Hours  are  golden  links,  God's  token.  Reaching  Heav'n,  but  one  by  one    Take  them  lest  the  chain  be 

-  ^  ^    -  -  ^  ^"0^  -m- -m-  jm.  -m- -m- 4^ -^ -^  . 


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b^izS=fcS: 


gred,  thee,  Shadows  passing  thro'  the  land.      One  by  one  thy  griefs  shall  meet  thee,  Do  not  fear  an  armed 
brok  -  en  Ere  the  pilgrimage  be  done.  Hours  are  golden  links,  God's  token,  Reaching  Heav'n,  but  one  by 


band;   One  will  fade  while  others  greet  thee,  Shadows  passing  thro'  the   land ;  One    will   fade 
one.     Take  them  lest  the  chain  be  brok-en   Ere  the   pil-grim-age  be    done ;  Hours  are   gold  - 


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while  oth  -  ers  meet  thee.  Shadows  pass  -  ing  thro'  the   land, 
en     links,  God's  tok  -  en,  Reaching  Heav-en  one    by    one, 


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AT  EVENING-TIME. 


Allegretto. 


Sporlb. 
C.  M.  Steadman. 


1.  The  lights  fade  out  of  calm -ed  sea.  Dark  shadows  seam  its  breast;  Flush' d  like      to  pet  -  al 

2.  Rest  comes  at  last!  o'er  pur- pie  hills  The  sheep-bell  tin- kles  clear.  And       slow     the  low-ing 

3.  Rest  comes  at  last !  oh,  wea-ry  heart.  Fever' d   and  faint  with  care.  And      toil-ing 'neath  thine 


of  a  flow'r.  The  sail  fades  in  the  west.  Far  o'er  the  blue  the  weary  winds  Have  gone,  and  swells  no 
kine  descend  The  paths,  and  on  the  ear  Ring  joy-ous  ech-oes  from  a  -  far.  The  sic-kles  keen  laid 
earthly  cross,  Too  great  for  man  to  bear :   Take  courage,  faint  not,  but  endure !  Soon  shall  the  day  be 


more        The    waves'  sad  mu  -  sic,       or      the  break   Of        rip  -  pies  on      the     shore. 

*    by;  Then     all  sound  dies,  and    earth   and     sea   Sleep  calm 'neath  si  -  lent         sky. 

past!         At         ev  -  en -tide   the       end  shall  come,  And   bring  thee  rest      at  last. 


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The  hymn,  **  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies," 
is  Isaac  Watts's  version  of  the  one  hundred  and  seven- 
teenth psahn.  It  is  a  brief  rendering  of  the  shortest 
chapter  in  the  Bible,  yet  it  is  full  of  force  and  fervor. 
There  is  a  charm  in  poetry  and  music  which  can  never 
be  exhausted,  but  by  some  it  is  not  even  realized. 
"  An  instance  of  this  was  witnessed,"  says  G.  J.  Stev- 
enson, "  in  a  lai^e  school  of  poor  children  located  at 
Lambeth  Green,  London.  The  day's  work  was  done, 
the  usual  singing  and  prayer  were  over,  and  three  hun 
dred  boys  were  expecting  in  a  moment  to  be  free  from 
authority  and  at  play.  This  psalm  by  Dr.  Watts  had 
been  sung  to  the  tune  of  the '  Portuguese  Hymn.*  The 


master  made  a  few  remarks  aboat  the  pleasttre  mosic 
produces  and  asked  the  children  to  try  to  sing  the 
hymn  again.  They  did  so;  it  was  done  with  cart  and 
much  feeling.  Again  the  request  was  preferred — would 
they  like  to  sing  it  again?  The  reply  from  hundreds 
of  voices  was  a  simultaneous  '  Yes.'  It  was  repeated, 
if  possible  with  increased  delight  to  the  boys.  Then 
followed  a  few  remarks  about  the  music  of  Heaven, 
and  how  sweet  it  must  be  there,  and  the  boys  were 
asked  if  they  had  not  felt  more  happy  in  that  singing 
than  if  they  had  been  at  play.  Another  unanimous 
•  Yes,'  and  again  they  repeated  the  song  until  hymn  and 
tune  may  have  been  fixed  in  their  memories  for  life." 


THINE  EYES  SO  BLUE  AND  DREAMING. 


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Very  slow,  with  deep  feeling. 


E.  Lassbn. 
Richard  Field  tr. 


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1.  With  eyes  so    blue   and  dream  -  ing.  Thou  throw'st  o'er  me  a  spell;  Such 

2.  With  hair  so    soft     and  gold     •  en.  E'en   like  my  dreams  of  old,  Thou'rt 

3.  With  lips  so    like    red  ro      -  ses  Un  -   der    a    south  -  em  sky,  Made 
I.  Mit  dei  -  nen  blau  -  en  Au     -  gen  Siehst  du  mich  lieb  -  lich  an.  Da 


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Sing  grace  note  for  1st  verse. 


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me,  Which  e'en   I      dare    not         tell.  With 

me  Which  ne'er  will  loose  their     hold.  With 

ty,  Think'st  thou  I'd  pass   them       by  ?  With 

ne,  Dass   ich  nicht  spre-chen    kann;  An 


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dreams    and  thoughts  come     to 
wind    •    ing    chains        a  •  round 
cap    -     tive    by  their    beau 

wird  mir  so    trSu-mend  zu     Sin    - 


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eyes  so  blue      and  dream 

hair  so  soft       and  gold 

lips  so  like      red  ro      • 

dei    -  ne  blau  -  en  Au 


ing,  That  haunt  me      ev  •   'ry  where,  A 

en.  Heart  pure  and      all      mine  own,  Thou'lt 

ses,  My      dar  -  ling,  dost     thou  know  What 

gen  Ge  -  denk'  ich  al    •    ler  warts,  Ein 


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fair  blue     sea  of      fan  - 

ev    -  er       hold  me      cap  - 

p<M    -  son      they  have  brought 

Meer  von  blau  -  en  Ge  -  dan  - 


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cies  Takes  from  my  heart  all  care, 

tive,  Un    -    to  the  si      -  lent  tomb, 

me.  How  filled  my  heart  with  woe? 

ken  Er  -  giesst  sirh  ii  -  ber  mein  Herz. 


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SEARCH  THRO'  THE  WIDE  WORLD. 


217 


dokizhttt. 
Daughter  of  Rkgimekt.' 


^^ 


Maestoso,  I 

1,  Search  thro' the  wide  world,  Where  can  ye      find 

2.  Brave  sons  of   bat  -  tie.    Hear  the  de  -  cree. 


He -roes  so   dar-ing,    Com-radesso 
Live  ye  but  long  enough,  Gen'ralsye'll 


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kind?  Pocket    full     or     pen  -  ni-less.    Go  where    ye 

be.  Heed  -  less     of       dan    -    ger.    On -ward   ye 


All  are  proud     to 
Loved      by      the 


serve  ye  well.  Heedless  of      pay.    Men  look  with  en -vy.   Ladies  with  de  -  light.      On  the  corps  re- 
beau -ti-ful.    Fear' d  by  the     foe.    Show  but  your  col-ors.   All  do  own  their  sway.     Yours  it  is    to 


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sist- less  in  love  as    in  fight.    Matchless  in  fame.   Foremost  in   glo-ry.      In  the    camp,  in  the 
conquer,  and  theirs  to  o- bey!     Matchless  in  fame.   Foremost  in    glo-ry.      In  the    camp,  in  the 


grave,  on  the  field  of  war,  There  is  not  in  the  world  such  a  gallant  corps,  There  is  not  such  a  gal  -  lant 


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^  EHREN  ON  THE  RHINE. 

Tempt  di  Marcia. 


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once      a-gain,Thenturn'd  a -way    her   head,     He  could  but  whis-per     in      his  pain,  And 
tum'd  him  round,  To  look    but  once      a  -  gain.      And  tho'   his   lips  gave   out     no  sound,  His 

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this    is  what  he   said:  "Oh,     love,  dear  love,  be     true,    This  heart  is  on  -  ly     thine,  When  the 
heart  sigh'dthisrefrain:  "Oh,     love,  dear  love,  be     true,    This  heart  is  on  -  ly     thine.  When  the 


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true,        be      on  -  ly,    on  -  ly        mine.       My    life      is  o'er.  We'll  meet    no  more    At 


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Early  Beginnings. — Nearly  all  the  great  masters 
were  precocious  in  their  abilities.  Haydn  began  his 
career  at  the  age  of  eight.  When  fifteen  he  had  al- 
ready developed  much  of  the  skill  and  independence 
for  which  he  became  famous.  At  that  age  he  hap- 
pened to  hear  of  a  vacancy  in  the  choir  of  the  church 
at  Tell,  and  circumstances  made  him  anxious  to  ob- 
tain the  post.  The  choir-master,  however,  on  receiv- 
ing his  application,  refused  to  allow  him  to  join  the 
choir.  Nevertheless,  on  the  following  Sunday,  Haydn 
managed  to  smuggle  himself  into  the  choir,  and  sit  next 
to  the  principal  soloist.    Just  as  this  soloist  rose  to  de- 


liver himself  of  the  solo,  Haydn  snatched  the  nivaic 
from  his  hand,  and  at  once  began  to  sing  it  himself  at 
sight.  The  church  authorities  were  so  electrified 
that  they  gave  him  a  good  sum  of  money  as  soon  as 
the  service  was  over.  Beethoven,  at  fifteen,  was  one 
of  the  chief  musicians  under  the  Elector  of  Cologne. 
At  four,  Mozart  could  play  freely  on  the  harpsichord ; 
at  six  he  not  only  composed,  but  began  to  travel  as  a 
virtuoso.  The  Archbishop  of  Salzburg,  a  few  years 
afterwards,  would  not  believe  that  a  child  so  young 
could  of  himself  accomplish  all  he  was  accredited 
with.    Accordingly,  he  shut  him  up  in  a  cell  with 


OVER  THE  SUMMER  SEA 


Vbrdi. 


Allegretto. 

1.  O  -  ver    the  sum-mer  sea,  With  light  hearts  gay  and  free,  Join'd  by  glad  minstrel -sy, 

2.  List,    to      my  roun-de  -  lay      As     we    glide  on  our  way ;  Ne'er  will  my  love  de  -  cay, 

3.  Hark,there's  a  bird  on  high.   Far    in     yon    a  -  zure  sky.  Fling  -  ing  sweet  mel  -  o  -  dy, 


Gay  -  ly    we're       roam  -  ing ;  Swift  flows  the      rippling  tide ;  Light  -  ly     the      zephyrs  glide ; 
Ne'er  will     I  leave  thee;  While  o'er  the     wa  -  ters  deep ;  Now  our    oars    gai-ly  sweep. 

Each  heart  to         glad  -  den  ;   And   its      song  seems  to  say, "  Ban  -  ish     dull    care   a  -  way ; 


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Round  us,  on 
True  in  the 
Nev  -  er     let 


ev'  -  ry  side.  Bright        crests  are  foam  -  ing.     Fond  hearts,  en  -  twin  -  ing, 

time  they  keep.  What  can       grieve  thee?    Fond  hearts,  en  -  twin  -  ing, 

sor  -  row  stay.  Brief  joys    to         sad    -  den."  Fond  hearts,  en  -  twin  -  ing. 


pen,  ink,  paper,  and  the  words  for  a  mass.  Within 
a  week  the  young  prisoner  produced  a  complete  score 
for  the  inspection  of  the  incredulous  archbishop.  The 
result  of  its  performance  was  that  the  mass  became 
a  stock  piece  at  the  Salzburg  Cathedral,  while  Mozart 
became  the  prelate's  consert-meister,  at  the  age  of 
twelve.  Mendelssohn  was  a  noted  improviser  on  the 
pianoforte  at  the  age  of  eight.  Schumann,  as  a 
school-boy,  could  at  any  time  gather  a  knot  of  com- 
panions, who  eagerly  listened  as  he  described  their 
characters  on  the  piano.     Chopin  did  a  still  more 


wonderful  thing,  when  a  boy  in  his  father's  school. 
Sonntag  thought  him  such  a  miracle  at  ten,  that  she 
gave  him  a  valuable  gold  watch  as  a  token  of  admir- 
ation. At  nine  he  was  asked  to  assist  at  a  public 
concert  for  the  j)oor.  He  selected  as  his  subject  a 
difficult  concerto,  and  was  dressed  by  his  mother  like 
a  little  dandy  for  the  occasion.  After  a  great  suc- 
cess, he  went  home  to  his  mother,  who  asked  him 
as  she  embraced  him,  what  the  public  liked  best 
"Oh,  mamma,"  said  the  unconscious  young  geniu\ 
"nobody  could  look  at  anything  but  my  collar!" 


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HAPPY   ARE  WE  TO-NIGHT. 

Cheerfully. 


iEB&E 


:i — fy: 


1.  Hap-py  are  we 

2.  Man-y  will  be 

3.  Weary    we  may 


to  -  night,  boys,  Hap  -  py, 
the  mile,  boys,  Man  -  y, 
re -turn,   boys.  Weary, 


hap-py  are  we; 
man  -  y  the  mile, 
wear-y     at      last; 


The  hearts  that  we      de   ■ 
That  we  shall  rove  and 
But  mem  -  o  -  ry     will 


light,  boys.  With   lis     may  hap  -  py        be. 

smile,  boys,  With  those  we  ne'er  be  -  guile 

^  learn,  boys.   To    love  the  hap  -  py      past. 


Friends  may  laugh  with  those  who  laugh,  And 
The      voi  -  ces   we    have  oft  -  en  heard,  And 
Age       may  bring    us  gloom  -  y    hours,  And 


sigh  for  those  in      pain;     The  most  of  us  have  met    be-fore,  And  now  we  meet  a  -gain. 

fa  -  ces  we  have    met,      Like  tones  of  sweetest  mel  -  o  -  dy,   We  nev  -  er  can  for  -  get. 

time  may  make  us    sad ;      But     we    to  -  night  are  free  from  care.  And  all  our  hearts  are  glad. 


H ^-\ F-  i 1 \^-  i ti»»— I b^-  -I ti*— I W-  -F— P-F— F-  -1 h- 


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1.  Mur - mur,  gen  -  tie      lyre,  Thro'  the  lone -ly 

2.  Though  the  tones  of  sorrow  Min  -  gle    in     thy 

3.  Hark,  the  qui v'ring breezes!  List,   the  silv- '  ry 

4.  Earth  be  -  low    is  sleeping,  Mead-ow,  hill  and 


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night;  Let      thy     trembling 

strain,  Yet      my     heart  can 

sound ;  Ev'ry  tu  -   mult  ceas  • 

grove;  Angel  stars   are   keep  • 

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Si    -    lence  reigns  a   -    round. 

Si    -    lent  watch  a 


bove. 


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Mup  -  mur,   gen  -  tie  lyre, 

Mur  •  mur,  gen  -  tie  lyre, 

Mur  -  mur,  gen  -  tie  lyre, 

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We  heard  from  a  bright  woman  the  other  day  the 
expression  "a  musical  snob,"and  asked  what  it  meant. 
"A  musical  snob,  my  dear,  is  one  of  the  most  insuf- 
ferable of  all  snobs.  I  mean  by  it  an  imperfectly-ed- 
Qcated  amateur,  a  person  who  can  perhaps  play  fairly 
well  on  some  musical  instrument,  or  can  possibly 
sing  without  serious  faults  the  ordinary  run  of  songs 
one  hears  in  the  parlor  or  at  an  amateur  concert. 
When  such  meagerly  educated  musicians  claim  'to 
know  all,'  though  they  really  know  little  more  than 
nothing ;  when  they  profess  to  have  no  interest  in 
'popular  music,'  but  dote  on '  the  classical ;'  when  such 


self-satisfied  persons  criticise  erery  masician,  a£fiect  t«> 
discover  faults  where  others  more  competent  to  giye 
an  opinion  are  free  to  award  credit — why,  they  are 
musical  snobs,  my  dear,  and  the  laughing  stock  of 
everybody  who  loves  music.  Such  shallow  frauds 
find  fault  with  the  programmes  at  the  summer  con- 
certs because  they  are  too  light ;  such  meretricious 
musicians  affect  to  dislike  Gericke,  to  sneer  at  Thomas, 
and  to  dote  on  Seidl.  They  can't  bear  to  hear  an 
Italian  opera ;  they  must  have  'Varkner'  or  nothing. 
They  like  Von  Bulow,  but 'can't  bear'  Krebs,  and 
regard  Carreno  as  a  mere  » amateur.'     They  are  wild 


JOHNNY  SCHMOKER. 


-I Pa-Ji 


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Johnny    Schmoker,    Johnny     Schmoker,  kaim'st  du  sin- gen?  Kann'stdu  spielen?  Ich  kann 

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Rub  a    dub    a    dub,  Mein     wit  -  ty    wit  -  ty  wink,  das    ist    die 


Triangle. 


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3d  time. — Triangle. 

/||:Ting  ting  ting,  das  ist  Triangle,  r]] 

p     Witty  witty  wink,  das  ist  die  Fifey. 

f    Rub  a  dub  a  dub,  das  ist  die  Trommel. 

f    Mein  rub  a  dub  a  dub,  mein  witty  witty  wink, 

p     Mein  ting  ting  ting,  das  ist  Triangle. 

(Z?.  C.  Johnny  Schmoker,  for  4th  time.) 


4th  time. — Trombone. 
_/||:Boom  boom  boom,  das  ist  die  Trombone,  c^ 
5th  time. — Cymbal. 
[|:Zim  zim  zim,  das  ist  die  Cymbal.  :|| 
6th  time. — Viol. 
/||:  Voom  voom  voom,  das  ist  die  Viol.  :|| 

7th  time. — Doodelsack.     (  Bagpipe.) 
II :  Twack  twack  twack,  das  ist  der  Doodelsack.  1 


about  the  '  chello.'  If  they  hear  the  '  crowd '  praising 
a  singer  they  immediately  pounce  on  his  or  her  'style,' 
or '  phrasing,'  or '  tones ' — anything  at  all  to  make  pre- 
cious little  knowledge  pass  as  the  dictum  of  an  artist, 
a  critic,  or  a  lover  of  the  '  best  music'  A  musical 
snob,  my  dear,  is  one  of  the  most  repulsive  of  its  spe- 
cies, for  it  persists  in  pushing  its  snobbishness  upon  the 
sight  and  hearing  of  an  abused  and  disgusted  public. 
Be  patient  with  the  creature ;  may  be  it  can't  help  it." 
In  the  old  humorous  song  here  given,  sing  to  first 
D.  C.  then  repeat  from  the  beginning,  omitting  the 


part  marked  1st  time,  passing  to  part  marked  2d  time, 
continue  on  to  Z>.  C.  of  this  (second  part )  then  repeat 
again  from  the  beginning,  omitting  both  first  and  sec- 
ond time  parts,  passing  to  third  time,  or  new  part,  and 
so  on.  Observe  that  the  motions  are  made  only  when 
the  words  describing  the  instruments  are  sung,  as  for 
example,  at  "Rub-a-dub,"  the  roll  of  the  drum  is 
imitated,  before  and  after  which  the  arms  and  hands 
are  motionless.  At  every  D.  C.  let  the  arms  fall.  It  rep- 
resents a  lively  old  fellow,  a  German  musician,  who 
is  telling  his  friend  Johnny  Schmoker  about  the  in- 


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fitruments  upon  which  he  can  play,  describing  them 
by  motions  while  he  sings.  When  performed  by  a 
chorus,  especially  of  men,  the  movements  being  in 
exact  time  and  all  together,  the  effect  produced  is 
unique  and  entertaining.  The  motions  are  made  only 
when  the  words  describing  the  instruments  are  sung, 
as  for  example  at  "  Rub-a-dub-a-dub  "  the  roll  of  the 
drum  is  imitated,  beginning  in  the  case  of  all  the 
instruments  with  the  first  and  ending  exactly  with  the 
last  word;  of  "Witty  witty  wink,"  the  hands  are 
placed  as  if  playing  the  fife  and  the  fingers  only  move ; 
of  "  Ting  ting  ting,"  the  right  hand  strikes  three  times 


under  the  left  as  if  playing  the  triangle;  of  "Boom 
boom  boom,"  the  hand  is  moved  forward  and  back 
as  if  playing  the  trombone;  and  so  on  to  the  last, 
which  is  imitated  by  crooking  both  arms  and  striking 
with  them  against  the  sides  as  if  playing  the  bagpipe. 
Observe  that  the  singing  in  the  case  of  some  of  the 
instruments  is  loud  and  of  others  soft;  also,  that  the 
phrase  where  each  instrument  is  first  mentioned  is 
repeated,  and  that  the  first  movement  which  is  sung 
when  each  instrument  is  introduced  is  ( to  save  room ) 
printed  but  once.  The  effect  of  this  song  with  a  com- 
pany  of  children  is  highly  amusing  and  greatly  enjoyed. 


SWINGING  'NEATH  THE  APPLE-TREE. 


O.  R.  Barkowbs. 
Per.  BiGLow  &  Main. 


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1.  Oh,    the  sports  of  child  •  hood !   Roaming  thro'  the  wild  -  wood,   Running  o'er   the  mead  •  ows, 

2.  Swaying     in     the  sun  -  beams.   Floating    in      the  shad    •  ow,     Sail  -  ing  on     the  breez   -  es, 

3.  Oh,    the  sports  of  child  -  hood  I    Roaming  thro'  the  wild  -  wood,    Sing -ing  o'er  the  mead  -  ows» 


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hap  -  py  aud  free;  But  my  heart's  a  .  beat  -  ing  For  the  old  time  greet  -  ing, 
hap  -  py  and  free;  Chas  -  ing  all  our  sad  •  ness,  Shout  -  ing  in  our  glad  -  ness, 
hap  -  py     and    free;       How    my  heart's  a  -  beat  -  ing,     Think  -  ing      ot      the    greet  -  ing. 


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Swing  •  ing     'neath      the    old  ap 

Swing  -  ing     'neath      the    old  ap 

Swing  •  ing    'neath     the    old  ap 


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pie  tree, 
pie  tree, 
pie      tree. 


Swing  -  ing, 
Swing  -  ing, 
Swing  -  ing, 

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swing 


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CHILD  OF  THE  REGIMENT. 


tJ   Andante  ctmmoto.  ^  ^^  ^ 


DoNirHTTi. 
Chas.  Jepfekys. 


Andante  con  moto, 

1,  Ask  me  not  why  my  heart  with  fond  e  -  mo-  tion  Beats  for  the    bvwve  companions  of  my 

2.  Chide  me  no  more !  Were  I  de  -  void  of  feel  -  ing,  Would  my  m  -  grat-i  -  tude  not  wake  thy 


youth !  Had  they  not  tend-ed  me  with  love's  devotion,  I  had  not  lived,  a   -  las,        to  prove  my 
fears  ?  Worthless  would  be  this  moment's  fond  re  veal-ing.  If  I  could  cast  a  -  side  the  ties  of  long,  long 


truth! 
years. 


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A    help  -  less  babe 
Thou  hast  my    love; 


up  -  on  the  field  I      lay, 
thine  is    a  mother's  claim; 


And  but  for 
To  them  for . 


them     my  life  had  passed  a  -  way, 
get      not  that  thou  ow'st  the  name, 

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My    life    had  passed      a  -  way : '  Ere     I    for  - 
My  mother,  my  moth  -   er      dear,     Ere    I   can 


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ob  -  livion  of  the  past :  But  when  you 
ob-livion  of  the  past:  But  when  you 


get  them,  all  their  loving  kindness,  Bring  o'er  my  heart 
cease  to  think  of  all  their  kindness,  Bring  o'er  my  heart 


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win     for   me  that  fa  -  tal  blindness.   In  mer-cy  let  thxit  moment,  that  moment,  be  my  last. 


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GOLDEN  SLUMBERS. 

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Lullaby  of  ttth  Ckktury. 


^-i  Ji*|  /JJj^i  JiJ  riri 


1.  Gold-  en    slum-  bers  kiss     your  eyes,     Smiles  a-  wake    you    when    you    rise; 

2.  Care      is     heav  -    y,    there  -  fore   sleep;    You     are    care,     and    care      must  keep; 


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Sleep,  pret  -  ty    wan  -  tons,     do      not    cry,     And     I      will     sing      a      lul  -  la  -   by. 
Sleep,  pret  -  ty    wan  -  tons,     do      not     cry.     And    I      will     sing       a      lul  -  la  -   by. 


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BABY'S  NIGHT. 


Twin  -  kle  bright  -  ly,  stars  of   light,  Christ  -  mas  Eve        is  Ba  -  by's  night; 

Dar   -   ling,  raise    your  soft  blue  eyes.  To          tbe  brill  -  iance  of        the  skies; 

You,      so     near,      in  robe  of  white.  To          the  spir   -  its  clothed   in  light; 

Ah,        my   prec  -  ious!  I  can    see  Ser    -    aphs  look  -  ing  out        at       me. 


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Sweet  my  dar  -  ling. 
Can  you  see  the 
You  whose  gen  -  tie 
Ev    -    ery     time      the 


God      is     good.  Thus 

an   -    gel-throng?  Can 

soul    might    be  Tuned 

im  -  pulse    bids  Ba     - 


to  hon  -    or 

you  hear  their 

to  high  -  est 

by  lift  its 


ba  -  by-  hood, 
won  -  drous  song  ? 
min  -  strel  -  sy. 
droop  -  ing   lick. 


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Twinkle  brightly,  stars  of  light, 
Christmas  Eve  is  Baby's  night; 
Sweet  my  darling,  God  is  goo4« 
Thus  to  honor  babyhood. 


Heavenly  music  I  can  hear 
Falling  on  my  raptured  ear. 
When  my  baby's  cooing  voice. 
Makes  the  mother's  heart  rejoice. 

15    . 


Since  the  Lord  of  Glory  shares 
Such  a  form  as  baby  wears, 
Every  Uttle  child  should  be 
Vested  with  new  sanctity. 


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AHI  I  HAVE  SIGHED  TO  REST  ME. 

Andantt  Sasttnuia. 


G.  Vraof. 
••1lTrovatoi«.'» 


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dolct. 

1.  Ah! 

2.  Out 


I  have  sighed  to    rest me 

of   the    love     I     bear thee, 


Deep  in    the    qui  -  et 

Yield  I    my    life   for 


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grave, —       sigh'd  to      rest     me.     But  all    in  vain  I      crave, 

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O     fare  thee 

O      think  of 


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WOODMAN,  SPARE  THAT  TREE. 


f'' J  Jij^j::ri,^j.-jij:/^j^-y 


Hkmrt  RnssKiL. 
Georgb  p.  Morris. 


§    9^    i 


1.  Wood  -  man,    spare  that    treef  Touch  not     a  sin  -  gle    bough;  In  youth    it    shel-tered 

2.  That     old     fa  -  mil  -  iar     tree,  Its       glo  -  ry  and  re    -    nown  Are  spread  o'er  land  and 

3.  "When  but    an      i  -  die     boy,  I       sought  its  grateful      shade ;  In    all     their  gush  -  ing 

4.  My  heart-stringsround  thee  cling.  Close  as     thy  bark,  old    friend  I  Here  shall  the  wild  -  bird 


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me,  And    I'll        pro-tect      it        now;  'Twas  my      fore -fa  -  ther's      hand.  That 

sea.  And  would' St  thou  hew     it     down?    Woodman,     for  -  bear    thy       stroke!  Cut 

joy.  Here,  too,        my    sis  -  ters  played;    My    moth  -  er    kissed  me         here;  My 

sing,  And   still        thy  branches        bend.    Old    tree,     the  storm  thou'lt  brave.  And, 


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shall  harm  it  not! 

'ring  to     the  skies, 

that  old  oak  stand! 

shall  harm  it  not. 


placed  it  near  his     cot.  There,  woodman,  let     it 
not     its  earth-bound  ties ;  Oh !    spare  that  a    -    ged 
fa  -  ther  pressed  my  hand.  For  -  give  this  fool  -  ish 
woodman.leave  the  spot;  While  I've    a    hand  to 


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It  is  stated  on  what  seems  very  good  authority  that 
stringed  instruments  were  unknown  among  the  Amer- 
ican Indians  and  among  the  ancient  Mexicans.  The 
mandolin,  which  was  introduced  here  by  the  Tipaldisa 
few  years  ago,  has  taken  firm  hold  upon  the  affections 
of  music-loving  people  of  some  localities,  and  many 
amateur  clubs  have  been  formed  for  the  purpose  of 
becoming  efficient  performers  on  this  beautiful  little 
instrument.  Many  people  regard  it  as  a  very  inferior 
instrument,  but  Beethoven  did  not  think  it  beneath 
him  to  compose  music  for  it.  Only  two  varieties  ot 
mandolins  have  as  yet  been  brought  to  this  country, 


the  Milanese  and  the  Neapolitan,  having  eight  strinf^ 
although  they  are  also  made  in  Germany.  The  strings 
are  of  wire  and  are  twanged  with  a  plectrum,  or  pick, 
or  tortoise  shell,  and  it  is  said  that  it  is  not  difficult  to 
learn  to  play  well  on  this  instrument.  The  guitar 
seems  to  stand  between  the  wooden  sounds  of  the 
banjo  and  the  tinkling  of  the  mandolin,  while  its  sweet 
sadness  suggests  more  than  any  other  instrument  its 
appropriateness  as  an  accompaniment  while  the  voice 
sings  love  songs.  The  mandolin  "  craze  "  is  regarded 
as  a  passinL'  fancy,  but  the  demand  for  guitars  is  con- 
stant and  steady,  and  to-day,  as  it  was  nearly  fifty  years 


THE  MANDOLIN   SONG. 


SrANlSH. 

Mandolinata." 


1.  O      I'm      a    hap-  py    crea-ture, 

2.  Tho'  cloudy      be      the  mom  -  ing, 

3.  I     wish  there  were  no  light  -  ing. 


and 


Merry  from  mom  till    night;     I       love     a     gay 
Sunny  may  be      the     noon;     But  mu  -  sic  ne'er   can 
Never     a  speck   of     war,  That  weak  and  strong  could 


w=^ 


'^  '^  > 

joy  -  ous  day.  And  song  is  my  de  -  light:  The  world  is  all  be -fore  me,  Nev-er  a  care  I 
charm  the  ear.  If  strings  be  out  of  tune.  Then  sing  in  cheerful  measure,  Mer-ri -ly  all  the 
right  all  wrong  Without  a  wound  or  scar;     I   wish  there  were  no  sor-row,    Nev-  er  a  cause  of 

-r-  r-r-  -f.-r-  ^      ' 


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know,  Then  why  should  I  despond  or  sigh,  AVhen  pleasures  freely  flow  ?  O  sing  in  cheerful  measure, 

day ;     And  with  a  smile  for  -  get  awhile  Your  sorrows  while  you  may.  O  sing  in  cheerful  measure, 

woe.       If    on  -  ly  men  could  all  agree.  How  glad  the  days  would  go !  O  sing  in  cheerful  measurs, 

.-r  -rr-r 


Mer  -  ri  -  ly  all     the    day,     And  with   a  smile  for  -  get  awhile  Your  sorrows  while  you  may 


ago,  the  btst  instruction  book  is  that  written  by  Camlli. 
Another  excellent  one  is  by  Carcassi,  these  two  being 
the  best  published.  The  zither  is  fast  becoming  a 
dangerous  rival  to  the  above-named  stringed  instru- 
ments. Not  so  difficult  as  the  harp,  perhaps,  but  more 
difficult  to  play  well  than  the  banjo,  mandolin,  or 
guitar,  the  zither  is  so  delightful  when  well  played 
that  the  performer  feels  more  than  repaid  for  the  time 
spent  in  practicing.  This  instrument  was  formerly 
supposed  to  have  been  invented  by  the  ancient  Greeks, 
but  it  is  now  generally  conceded  that  it  originated  in 
the   Tyrolese   Alps  or  else  in   Southern   Germany, 


where  it  is  very  common.  The  name  cithara  has  been 
applied  to  several  stringed  instruments  of  various  forms, 
and  was  known  as  early  as  the  ninth  century  in  Ger- 
many. In  its  present  form  it  is  shaped  not  unlike  a 
harp,  has  from  thirty-one  to  forty-four  strings,  and, 
being  laid  on  a  prop)erly  constructed  table,  is  played 
with  both  hands,  a  shield  being  worn  on  the  thumb 
of  the  right  hand.  The  zither  embraces  almost  six 
octaves,  and  consequently  is  nearly  equal  to  the  piano 
in  scope.  The  instrument  which  has  forty-four  strings 
is  generally  preferred  by  p)rofessional  players,  whik 
amateurs  ase  those  having  a  less  BUNaber. — J^ar/  Men, 


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SONG  OF  PARTINQ. 

Andante  sostenuto.  \        ;::=—    " 


Franz  Abt. 
For  Graduation  Dat. 


1.  Sweet  songs  our  voices  blending,  Make  glad  this  promised  day,But  minor  strains  as-cend-ing  Our 

2.  When  years  are  onward  go  -  ing  We'll  backward  look  to  thee,  O  Al  -  ma  Ma-ter,  show-ing  Our 

3.  Our      part-ing  trib-ute  rais-ing,  We  turn  at  last  a  -  way,        Down  future  vis-tas  gaz  -  ingWhere 


part-ing  still  de  -  lay, 
hearts  can 


ill  de  -  lay.  In  time  to  come  will  meet-ing  Bring  with  it  earn-est  greet-ing:With 
.itai  1.0  wa.11  grateful  be.  While  thro' the  wel-kin  ring- ing  Comes  Mem'ry  treasure  bringing:  With 
Hope,  in  fair  ar  -  ray,    Shows  ra-diant  light  il  -  lum-  ing  The  am  -  a-ranth's  fair  blooming :  With 


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1.  Slumber,  dearest,  while  a-bovethee,Angel  eyes  are  bending  now;  And  their  starry  pinions  waving, 

2.  Deep-er  now  the  mid-night  shadows  Gather  in  the  val-ley  fair ;    Softly  thro'  the  lat  -  tice  stealing. 


Lightly  fan  thy  placid  brow ;     All  is  hushed  and  still  around  thee,  While  my  lonely  watch  I  keep; 
Comes  the  cool,  refreshing  air ;  Till  the  ro  -  sy  light  of  morn-ing   Spangles  o'er  the  crystal  deep. 


Thou  art  dream  ing,  sweetly  dreaming,  Sleepon,  darling,  peaceful  sleep,  Darling,peaceful  be  thysleep. 
Till  the  birds  their  songs  a  -  wak-en,    Sleepon,  darling,peacefulsleep,Darling,  peaceful  bethysleep. 


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Mendelssohn  delighted  in  the  open  air  and  beau- 
tiful scenery.  Vhen  he  was  twenty,  he  staid  some 
time  at  Chester,  in  England.  He  loved  afterward  to 
tell  of  the  charm  which  the  meadow  and  brook,  the 
trees  and  grass,  had  for  him  there.  He  spent  much 
time  sketching  and  painting;  but  his  head  was  full 
of  music,  and  everything  suggested  a  musical  idep  to 
him.  He  was  very  fond  of  carnations,  and  he  set  a 
bunch  of  them  to  music  m  the  album  of  a  daughter 
of  his  host,  with  a  drawing  of  the  flowers  over  the 


notes;  not  forgetting  to  set  some  delicate  arpeggi«>i« 
in  the  music  for  the  scent  of  the  flowers.  On  seein,^ 
the  younger  sister  with  some  bell-shaped  flowers  ia 
her  hair,  he  said  that  the  fairies  might  dance  on  the 
trumpets,  and  he  set  them  to  a  capriccio.  He  never 
tired  of  merry-making,  and  one  afternoon  towards 
dusk,  he,  with  a  number  of  young  people,  was 
one  of  a  happy  young  company  that  was  picnick- 
ing in  a  thicket.  Some  one  gaily  proposed  a  fire; 
and  all  began  to  drag  the  boughs  and  twigs  into  place. 


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There  is  beau 

There  is  beau 

There  is  beau  • 

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in 
in 
in 


the 
the 
the 
the 


for  -  est.  Where  the  trees 

foun  -  tain,  Toss  -  ing  gai   - 

moon-light  When  it  falls 

bright-ness  Beam-  ing  from 


are 

ly 

up   . 
a 


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While  the   rain  - 
While  the  blue 
In        the  warm 


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bow  hues  are 
foam-crest  -  ed 
blush  of       af 


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fee  - 


-  ow 

t'ring 

lows 

tion, 


Where  wild  flowers  scent  the  air; 

On  its      sil  -  v'ry  -  shin  -  ing  spray. 

Dance   and     frol  -  ic      joyous  -    ly; 

In  the  tear     of        sym  -  pa      -  thy  I 


^ 


^ 


^m 


^ 


^^ 


iSzbit 


^.^'g:  i 


There  is  beau 

There   is  beau 

There   is  beau 

In        the  sweet 


•  ty  in  the  sun  •  light,  And  the  soft  blue  beams  a  -  bove, 
ty  in  the  stream  -  let,  Murm'ring  soft  -  ly  through  the  grove, 
ty      in       the    light'ning  gleam  That  fit   -    ful  shines 

low  voice  whose   ac      -      cents  The  spir  -   it's    glad  - 


bove. 
prove. 


Oh !  the  world  is  full  of 


V 

beau  -  ty, 


y-g--^^-»:jg: 


IKH^ 


When  the  heart  is  full,  the  heart  is  full   of    love. 


■^ZL^^LI^-. 


BO  that  they  soon  had  a  fine  bonfire.  While  still  lin- 
gering around  it.  Mendelssohn  began  to  ask  for  some 
music,  but  nothing  could  be  found  save  a  worn-out 
fiddle  of  the  gardener's.  Mendelssohn,  all  undis- 
mayed, began  to  play,  shouting  with  laughter  at  his 
periformance ;  but  soon  there  was  a  hush  in  the  chat 
and  sport,  and  the 'whole  party  sat  spell-bound  at  the 
music  which  he  drew  from  even  that  despised  fiddle. 
He  would  sit  for  hours  improvising  dance-tunes,  and 
liked  nothing  better  than  to  entertain  his  friends  with 


his  music.     He  always  looked  back  on  this  visit  to 
Chester  as  one  of  the  brightest  spots  in  a  bright  life. 

Immortality  !  This  master  thought  which  should 
be  most  in  our  minds,  ever  present  with  us,  is  one  to 
which  millions  seem  never  to  give  a  passing  moment 
of  serious  reflection.  They  are  as  their  dogs  and  their 
horses.  Of  all  human  beings,  the  clergy  not  excepted, 
those  in  the  educational  work  should  ponder  most  this 
sublime  truth,  and  make  it  familiar  as  their  native  air 
to  the  youth  who  are  passing  through  the  schools. 


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231 


HEARTS  AND  HOMES. 


J.  Blocklky. 


m 


h    K    la 


jr  i^y.  ^  Ull^LM 


^at 


\  '  i  w '  i*^  ~^ 


1.  Hearts  and  homes,  sweet  words  of  pleas-ure,   Mus  -  ic  breath  -  ing     as     ye    fall;     Mak-ing 

2.  Hearts  and  homes.sweet  words  re -veal-ing,    All  most  good  and    fair    to    see;      Fit  -  ting 


m 


m. 


■^ — ^ 


i 


i^ 


m 


^ 


f 


f 


:«= 


each       the    oth  -  er's    trea  -  sure,  Once      di  -   vid   -    ed,    los  -  ing       all.       Homes,  ye 
shrines  for     pur  -  est     feel  -  ing,  Tern  -  pies    meet      to    bend    the      knee.         In  -  fant 


^ 


p 


^^ 


^^ 


E 


/ 


^   i^  i 


pf=¥ 


ho  -   ly;     Be        the 
ces      in  -  cense  breathing,    Em  -  blems 


may       be   high    or      low  -  ly,  Hearts    a  -  lone      can  make  you 
hands  bright  gar -lands  wreathing,  Hap  -  py     voi 


m 


i 


-m — m- 


\ — ^ — ^  I  ^ — ^ — — |— 


•f  ji^: 


M 


p — g:5=g 


l^     U     1^ 


t2=t^ 


dwell-ing  e'er       so      small,  Hav  -  ing     love,       it      boast  -  eth       alL 

fair  of  realms    a   -   bove,     For  love      is    heav'n,  and  heav'n    is         love. 


SWING,  CRADLE,  SWING. 

Smoothly. 


Gborgb  Cooper, 


J:JlJ-J^-d-lg4--g: 

1.  Ba-by  is    a     sail -or  boy,  Swing,  cradle,   swing;      Sailing  is   the   sailor's  joy,  Swing,  cradle, 

2.  Snowy  sails  and  precious  freight,  Swing,  cradle,  swing ;  Baby's  captain,  mother's  mate.  Swing,  cradle, 

3.  Never  fear,  the  watch  is  set.  Swing,  cradle,   swing;      Stonny  gales  are  never  met,  Swing,  cradle, 

4.  Little  eyelids  downward  creep.  Swing,  cradle,  swing ;      Now  he's  in  the  cove  of  sleep,  Swing,  cradle. 


-^-■ 


=1=}: 

swing.  Swing,  cradle.  Swing,  cradle.  Swing,  cradle,  swing ;  Swing,  cradle.  Swing,  cradle,Swing,  cradle, 

^  [swing. 


^^^m. 


333  FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 

THE  BRIDE  BELLS.  Jo««  i*  «««:"«- 


fe 


jj!ij.'.'jij;i..i.ijir 


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AlUgrttto.     I  -W-|J-^ 

I,  Maid  El-sie  roams  by  lane  and  lea,  Her  heartbeats  low  and  sad,  Her  thoughts  are  far  a- 
3.  A       year  by  seas,  a   year  by  lands,  A   year  since  then  has  died.  And   El  -  sic  at  the 


mr-.^lpCc^l£:^ppffppip:r|^^ 


^ 


=K=^ 


=d d d— ^»- 


i:-^J:;1j-    Jll 


#-<h^  i  U  at  ^ 


d   J  J 


way      at  sea.  With  her  bon-nie  sai  -  lor      lad,  With  her    bon  -  nie       sai  -  lor     lad.      But 


al  -  tar  stands.  Her      sai  -  lor    at    her     side.  Her   sai  •  lor     at       her 


side.    While 


h>t-EF5Srrff-Xj:clFP-p:gi[^ 


m=i  JIJ:  i\ii^- 


i^J=i 


i 


i 


w-w-g- 


22: 


■«>- 


^ 


Kling,    lang,      ling,         She   seems  to  hear  her  bride  bells  ring,     Kling,    lang,      ling, 
Kling,    lang,      ling.        Their  bonnie  bride  bells  gai  -  ly     ring,     Kling,    lang,      ling, 

^  ^  ,*  r  I  r  r  1       1  g^       p?- — ^- 

W — » — !■ — rim — Bi — yn r! ! — 


:v    ^,>  xvj-'   k  Ik  r  r  I  ii  I  1    i' 


««  tfTM.      — ■  .  I  I        /  irf.  FlIW. 


w 


Kling,  lang,    ling, 
Kling,  lang,    ling. 


She  seems  to  hear  her  bride  bells  ring,  her   bride  bells      ring ! 
Their  bon-nie  bride  bells  gai  -  ly    ring,  their  bride  bells      ring ! 


^ 


P 


^l=S 


^ 


piu  lento,     i  . 


2.  That  night     hCT        lov    -    er's    good     ship       rode      The      fu  -    nous       Bis  -  cay 


he        trod.  He 


foam. 


^^ 


And 


as        the      stream    •    ing 


deck 


^^ 


^^ 


f 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


^11 


m 


"m- 


^ 


$9P  TtSSiVO* 


^ 


moito  rit. 


W 


w 


her 


thought       of 


^^ 


her 


home, 


He        thought       of 


at 


P 


f=T 


.  f/im. 


fe^ 


^- 


tempo  imo. 


vi~jmi 


^ffi 


"»/ 


i 


m 


33 


* 


-f.rfl !-* 1  i.^     • 

3-  ^    '-J-. 


r    '^ 

home ;        While    KUng,  lang,      ling,        He  seem'd  to  hear  his  home  bells  ring !  Kling,  lang, 


£i^^  ^fi  ■■    ? 


:& 


i 


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m 


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p 


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f 


p 


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22=22 


p 


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r 

He  seem'd  to  hear  his  home  bells  ring,  his  home  bells  ring 


ling,        Kling,  lang,    ling. 


^ 


^- 


:g-- 


nn>Ffr^T 


^§ 


2: 


THE  NOONTIDE  RAY. 


AUBBK. 

Fairies'  Sono. 


:^:fr| 


& 


t.  The  mid-day  sun  is  pour-ing  His  scorching  beams  a  -  long    the  sky,  No  more  the  birds  are 

2.  The  herds  in  shade  are  panting,  The  leaves  hang  drooping  on  the  bough ;  No  more  her  sweet  song 

3.  The  wa-ters  bright  are  shining,  Re  -  flect-ing  back  the  noon  -  tide  ray;  The  vales  and  hills  seem 


H 


«acqS 


E"if?Fif"E"rp 


r-r- 


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p 


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ts:i 


R^ 


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soar  -  ing,  The  flow'rets  droop  and 
chant  -  ing,  The  thrush  is  si  -  lent 
pin    •    ing  Be  •  neath  the  burning 


Jr^J^ 


die. 
now. 
day. 


Fly,  then,  sis  -  ter    spir  -  its. 

Hide,       then,  sis  -  ter    spir  •  its. 

Rest,        then,  sis -ter    spir  -  its. 


^ 


^,r-  n\^  kFur  i*;iir-ir  \ftrt\ 


f  jH>uj>^;N^Jiiir^j^Ji^^ 


fly.  The     mid-day  sun       is  pour  -  ing  His 

hide.       The     herds  in    shade   are        pant   -  ing,  The 
rest.        The      wa-ters  bright  are        shin  -  ing,  Be   ■ 


m 


U  g  g  S 


leams    a  -  long  the  sky. 

leaves  droop  on  the  bough, 

neath  the  noon-tide  ray. 

-m — ^  ^  m 


^ 


2^ 


I*  ^  |g 


ittzt 


^ 


234  FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 

THE  SCOUT. 


^m 


flioJ-Sfi^j  i\^^^^. 


n.  B.  Fakmis* 
Fabio  Camfana. 


^jA 


■mz3^ 


-#-#-# 


5J:i:i: 


-J  J  J  g-5 


^=* 


Come !  boor,  your  "  Little  blue."*     I  war  not,  friend,  with  you  I     'Twas  for  this  can  a  bold  Uhlan*  His 


m 


w~w~w 


4^1q^ 


# 


i 


§  P  1^pp\T'X^  m  p  p^^m 


UUU 


4^ 


1K=|C 


i — \ — ! — ^ 


Merely  a  pet-rel       I, 


Telling  the  storm  is    nigh.         Clink  we  a  glass,  so 


may    it  pass  Your  homestead  by ! 


Lurking  in  brake  by  day,      Reading  by  stars    my      way 
J    J      I  N     K     S     I        N 


Clattering  fast  thro'  hamlet  old.  O'er  lonely  wold.  Maidens  pale  at  my  glance,  Peasants  cow'  r  'neath  my 


lance.    Mis-er-lysoulshidefasttheirgoldFrom  Uh-lan      boldl         Yet  his  the  risk,  not  theirs 


g 


-f-m  »-r- 


■1*-  # 


I 


1»  k  k  ^ 


& 


U  U    L 


p 


F^ 


-q-j^n 


52=U: 


»    |> 


Thousand  and  moreto    one,  Lit-tle  for  odds  he  cares.  Rather  too  many  than  none !  Ha !  ha !  ha  I 


^y);  k  I*  k  i  I*  iff' ^:;:nw=i«-i"-l»  y  I  h^ •  I k jg k k  k  i*7^>=^ 


liElk 


*  "  Petit  Mue  " — Small  country  wine.       *  \J\i-lan,  light  cavalry,  of  Tartar  origin,  armed  with  lance,  pistol  and  tabre. 


FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 

.•O;   ^  «  Umpo  deciso. 


235 


t/       con  brio. 
Come,  boor,  your"  Little  blue!"  I  war  not,  friend,  with  you.  'Twas  fortius  can  abold  Uhlan  His  bridle  drew. 


Merely  apetrel     I,  Tellingthestormisnigh,  Clink  we  a  glass,  so  may  it  pass  Your  homestead  by. 


Such   a        home  I've  left  far   a  -   way,      Lov'dones     there   for  me  now    are  sighing. 

■-g::-g-g-.-g-r-r.-r-'-r-  .-r* 


I    can      see     the  moon's  placid  ray  On  roof  and    tree      and      pale    face     ly-ing! 


236 


FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME, 


Ir  we  take  this  central  image  of  Song,  and  ask  why 
it  is  used  to  describe  Heaven,  the  future  of  regenerated 
hnmanity,  the  answer  would  be — because  of  its  fitness. 
If  this  final  condition  were  defined  in  bare  words, 
it  would  be  as  follows:  Obedience,  Sympathy,  Feel- 
ing or  Emotion,  and  Adoration.  These,  in  a  sense, 
constitute  Heaven,  or  the  state  of  regenerated  hu- 
manity. By  the  consent  of  all  ages,  Heaven  has  been 
represented  under  a  conception  of  music,  and  will  be 
in  all  ages  to  come.  It  is  subjected  to  many  sneers, 
but  the  sneer  is  very  shallow.  The  human  mind 
must  have  some  form  under  which  it  can  think  of  its 
destiny.     It  is  not  content  to  leave  it  in  vagueness. 


It  is  a  real  world  we  are  in,  and  we  are  real  men  and 
women  in  it.  We  dwell  in  mystery  and  within  lim- 
tations,  but  over  and  above  the  mystery  and  the  limi- 
tation is  an  indestructible  sense  of  reality.  I  am,  and 
I  know  that  I  am.  Standing  on  this  solid  rock,  I  find 
reality  about  me,  nor  can  I  be  persuaded  that  other 
beings  and  things  are  dreams  or  shadows.  It  is  in  mjr 
very  nature  to  believe  in  reality,  and  so  I  demand 
definite  conceptions,  nor  can  I  rest  in  vagueness  or 
be  content  with  formless  visions  and  their  abstractions. ' 
Thus  the  human  mind  has  always  worked  and  thus 
it  always  will  work — leaving  behind  it  the  logicians 
and  plodders  in  science,  in  the  free  exercise  of  the  logic 


AFTER. 


Louis  Dibki.. 


Xj    Andante  con  es^ress\ 


^^^^^ 


^ 


^Fji^ 


^=5t 


^ 


'#: 


Andante  con  es^ress\ 

1.  Af-ter    showers,  the   tran-quil    sun;   Af  -  ter     snow,  the    em  - 'raid leaves ;  Sil  -  ver 

2.  Af-ter      knell,   the  wed -ding  bells;   Af  -  ter     bud,     the     ra  -  diant  rose;  Joy  -  ful 


e-^ 


^M=N=g 


t21 


I 


g^ 


a 


P^ 


M^ 


^S 


f  ^^ 


^ 


^ 


lith 


stars  when  day 
greet  -  ings  from 


*- 


^^^ 


done;      Af 
fare -wells;      Af 


ter     har  -  vest,  gold  -  en  sheaves ;  Af 
ter    weep  -  ing,  sweet  re  -  pose;  Af 


ter    clouds,  the 
ter    bur  -  den. 


t 


^=2. 


>• — rr'^ an" 


ps—ri 


t=t 


^ 


gJL 


^ 


^ 


^—p-- 


3P= 


Af  •  te«      tam   -  pest,  lull      of  waves 
Af  •  ter      flight,    the  down  -  y       nest 


vie  -  let      sky; 
bliss  •  ful  meed; 


Qui 
Af  ■ 


et 
ter 


woods  when 
fur    -    row. 


^t,i  r:\cf4. 


i 


,  r  ^  \^-^r=f 


P 


i — I: 


j^''""  a  j 


i 


^ 


"^^f  •  ^  I  r-^^p    4-H 


i 


Af  -  ter  bat-tie, peaceful  graves ;  Af  •  ter   bat-tie,  peaceful  graves. 
Af  -  ter  shadowy  riv-er — rest,      Af  -  ter  shadowy  riv  -  er —     rest. 


winds  go    by; 
wak  -  ing   seed ; 


3P       g 


fP      S 


t2 


^ 


W 


^ 


■^ 


^* 


pf  human  nature.  I  do  not  absolutely  know  what 
tort  of  a  world  this  will  be  when  it  is  regenerated,  but 
I  must  have  some  conception  of  it  I  do  not  abso- 
lutely know  what  Heaven  is  like — it  will  be  like  only 
to  itself— but  if  I  think  of  it  at  all,  I  must  do  so  under 
some  present  definite  conception.  The  highest  forms 
under  which  we  can  now  think  are  art-forms — the 
proportion  of  statuary  and  architecture,  color  of  paint- 
mg,  and  music.  The  former  are  limited  and  address 
a  mere  sense  of  beauty,  but  music  addresses  the 
heart  and  has  its  vocation  amongst  the  feelings  and 
covers  their  whole  range.    Hence  music  has  been 


chosen  to  hold  and  express  our  conception  of  moral 
perfection.  Nor  is  it  an  arbitrary  choice,  but  it  is 
made  for  the  reasons  that  music  is  the  utterance  of 
the  heart,  it  is  an  expression  of  morality,  and  it  is  an 
infinite  language.  Before  the  sneer  at  Heaven  as  a 
piace  of  endless  song  can  prevail,  it  must  undo  all 
this  stout  logic  of  the  human  heart.  We  so  represent 
it  because  when  we  frame  our  conception  of  Heaven 
or  moral  perfection,  w«  find  certain  things,  and  when 
we  look  into  the  nature  and  operations  of  music, 
we  find  again  the  same  things,  namely:  Obedience, 
Sympathy,  Emotion,  Adoration. — Jtev.  T.  T.  Munger. 


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237 


GAUDEAMUS  IGITUR. 


COLIOGB  SOMC. 


1.  Gau-de-a-mus     i  -  gi-tur,        Ju  -  ve  -  nes  dum   su-mus;     Gau  -  de  -  a  -  mus     i  -  gi  -  tur, 

2.  U  -   bi  sunt   qui  an  -  te    nos        In  mundo    fu  -   e    -    re  ?     U  -  bi  sunt  qui    an  -  te    nos 

3.  Vi  •  ta    no  -  stra  bre  -  vis  est,        Bre  -  vi    fi  -  ni  -  e    -    tur,     Vi  -  ta    no  -  stra  bre  -  vis  est, 


-f--f--r-  .-T'-^-ig: 


^    ^ 


-  \.tit  I — ^ — 


J?:_-(?-_jfi 


:ff^:e — ^ 


-i*-v' 


iz=^ 


jg— te- 


l*-te  I*- 


K-^ 


^=^ 


i 


N: 


n 


i 


33 


>j  J- 


-K-J^ 


5^«S 


litzzit: 


J      J    % 


J— ji — gi- 


St-^ziC 


Ju  -  ve  -  nes  dum  su  -  mus ; 
In  mun  -  do  fu  -  e  -  re  ? 
Bre  -  vi      fi   -   ni   -  e    -    tur. 


^^ 


Post  ju  -  cun  -  dam  ju  -  ven  -  tu  -  tem,  Post  mo  -  les  -  tam 
Va  -  di  -  te  ad  su  -  pe  -  ros,  Tran  -  si  -  te  ad 
Ve  -  nit  mors    ve  -  lo      -      ci   -    ter,   Ra  -  pit    nos       a- 


^^^^^ 


(^  ^  >       \ 

^    s  1    J^ 

t        1        1 

^    N  !    *^ 

1          1         1 

V       ^      A     m        ^ 

J        S             V 

/\            \     ^                    1 

•^  •  J^  J 

•r^^  1      ^ 

F  •    •     J 

*^W      *^ 

^-J-5-W— J- 

^  •    S    fl       F 

V  •    S    4      F 

; — ^               ^ 

-m — ^    w      r 

•      *    »      r 

(C?                  • 

%j      ^                              II                               II 

se  -  nee  -  tu  -  tem,   Nos    ha  -  be  -  bit        hu     -      mus,     Nos    ha  -  be  -  bit        hu    -      mus. 
in      -      fe  -  ros,   U    -    bi    jam     fu     -     e        •        re,    U    -    bi   jam     fu     -    e        -       re. 
tro     -      ci  -  ter,   Ne  -  mi  -  ni      par   -    ce      •      tur,     Ne  -  mi  -  ni      par  -    ce      •      tur. 

V)*                  F      F 

r^ 

r^ 

I 

^«           p    1         1 

*  •    F     1          ^r 

1 

"•  •    F    F      ^r 

1 

^    H    1 

1         ?             r 

j         a             r 

\             *    " 

1      y* 

L^      P    '          J 

l^      P    ^         LJ 

II 

l^    ^ 

•^      "^            1^ 

^         W      '             ^ 

1 

Vivat  academia, 

Vivant  professores, 
Vivat  membrum  quodlibet, 
Vivant  membra  quselibet. 
Semper  sint  in  £ore. 


Quis  confluxus  hodie 

Academicorum  ? 
E  longinquo  convenerunt 
Protinusque  successerunt 

In  commune  forum. 


Alma  mater  floreat. 

Quae  nos  educavit, 
Caros  et  commilitones, 
Dissitas  in  regiones 
Sparsos,  congregavit. 


Vivat  et  respublica 

Et  qui  illam  regit, 
Vivat  nostra  ci  vitas, 
Mascenatum  caritas, 
Quae  nos  hie  prot^^ 


INTEGER  VITAE 

Andante. 


Ode  of  Horacb. 
For  Male  Quahtbtt*. 


I.  In 

a.  Si 

3,  Po 

4.  Po 


te-ger  vi  -  tae  sce-le-ris-que  pu  -  rus  non  e  •  get  Mau 
ve  per  Syr  -  tes  i  -  ter  aes  -  tu  -  o  -  sas.  Si  -  ve  fac  -  tu  - 
ne  me,  pi  -  gris  u  -  bi  nul  -  la  cam  -  pis  Ar  -  bor  aes  -  ti  - 
ne  sub  cur  -  ru    nim  -  i  -  um  pro  -  pin  -  quo   So  -  lis,  in     ter    - 


ris  jac  -  u  -  lis  nee 
rus  per  in-hos-pi- 
va  re  -  ere  -  a  -  tur 
ra    dom  -  i  -  bus   ne  - 

I         1^ 


ar  -  eu,  nee  ve  -  ne  -  na  •  tis  gra  -  vi  -  da  sa  -  git  -  tis,  Fus 
ta  -  lem  Cau  -  ca-sum  vel  quae  lo  >  ca  fab  -  u  -  lo  •  sus  Lam 
au  -  ra ;  Quod  la  -  tus  mun  -  di  ne  -  bu  -  lae  ma  -  lus  -  que  Ju  - 
ga  -  ta;  Dul  -  ce    ri  -  den  -  tem  La -la -gen    a  -  ma  -   bo,   Dul- 


ee,  pha  -  re      -  tra ; 

bit  Hy  -  das     -  pes. 

pi  -  ter      ur      •  geL 

ce    lo  •   quen  •  tem. 

f      I 


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OVER  THE  DARK  BLUE  SEA. 

Selo. 


^.       r^-^.^J-lJ^ 


C.  Matz  Arr. 

Alpinb  Mbloot. 


^S 


^t±± 


g"ggg^  r^  ';'  uz^it^^ 


We  are  hap-py  and  free 
Come  a  -  way  then  with  me. 
On     our  ves  •  sel  we'll  ride 


as  a  crew  can  be, 
o'er  the  dark  blue  sea, 
with  the  wind  and  the      tide. 


While  our 

And      a 

O'er     the 


bark  is  sail 
gal-lant  sail 
heaving  o 


ing  o'er  the       sea; 

or    you  shall       be; 

cean  swift  -  ly     glide; 


Our  sails  we  heave        at  the  call  of  the 

I'll  leave  my  home         on  the  waters  to 

Should   wild  winds  roar,  with  each  man  to  his 


wm. 


P 


L^MML 


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-s; 


la  la  la  la 


la  la  la  la 


la  la  la  la 


m 


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S^^^'^iccc  ^'^'fi^- 


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-* — «- 


T^^^mrr 


bravef 
roam, 
oar. 


For  we  love  the  home 
For  I  love  to  bound 
We     will    safe-ly  land 


of  the  o  -  cean  wave. 
o'er  the  sparkling  foam, 
on  our  des  -  tined  shore. 


SassSeU. 
la 


^ 


O     our  hearts 
O   what  joy 
Then,  from  toils 


^ 


do  bum  with  glee, 
it     is      to  me, 
and  per-ils  free, 

1«  -•S-J^*  -*S^  1    X 


As  we  sail 
Thus  to  sail 
And  the  dan 


i 


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li^^^zfc 


As  we  sail 
Thus  to  sail 
And   the    dan 


hearts 

joy 

toils 


ir^fe 


do  bum  with  glee, 

it     is      to      me, 

and  per  -  ils     free. 


o'er  the  rolling 
o'er  the  rolling 
gers      of    the 


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o'er  the  rolling  sea; 
o'er  the  rolling  sea ; 
gers      of  the   sea. 


Let   us  all 
Loud  we'll  raise 
We  will  all 


unite  in  love, 

our  merry  strain, 

unite  in  love, 


Trusting  in 
As  we  sail 
Praising  him 


sea; 
ssa; 
sea. 


Let    us     all 
Loud  we'll  raise 
We  will  all 


unite  in  love, 

our  merry  strain, 

unite  in  love. 


Trusting  in  the  God  a  - 

As    we    sail      o'er  the  foaming- 
Praising  Him  who  rules  a- 


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p    JJ    p      Chorus,  zst.  tintt/id.  timtp.         p  |  ^ 


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JiJ^iJif  H-i 


J  J- J  J- 


the  God  a-bove.     -^   '^     ^     ^     ^ 

the  foaming  main.  [-Mer-ri-ly  now    we     row     a  -  long,  row      a  -  long,    row      a  -  long, 

who  rules  above. 


■I 


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1221 


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1* — i*     k 


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bove 
main 
bove 


Mer  -  ri  •  ly  now     we    row     a  -  long,  row     a  -  long,    row      a  -  long. 


^=^i  -r  I J  ,f  ^rixLi 


2^: 


3EE3 


Mer  -    ri   -   ly   •  now      we 


long,        O    -    ver    the    dark     blue      sea. 


^ 


COME,  MY  GALLANT  SOLDIER.  COME. 

Allegretto  tnarzial. 


H.  R.  Bishop. 


1.  Come,mygal-lant  soldier,  come.  Leave  the  proud  embattled  field.  Shrilly   fife  and   rolling  drum, 

2.  In      thy  na  -  tive   val-ley  find.  Far  away  from  pomp  and  pow'r.  Constant  love  and  peace  of  mind. 


All  the  pleasures  war  can  yield,  Quickly  come  again,  behold  the  happy  land  ATiere  thou  wert  bom,  And 
Here  in  bright  affection's  bow'r.  Quickly  come  again,  behold  the  happy  land  Where  thou  wert  .jorn,  And 


hear  its    mu  -  sic  sweet  and  wild.  The  mer-ry  mountain  horn. 


I*  ,^     i#    ^     ^  ,^ 


V    ^^  ^^  V    ^    V  V  V 

La    la    la    la    la     la    la    la 


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t^^^'UZ 


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U   ^    '<  U    U   l^    1/    '^^    >•    i^    k    t"    '^   k   >'t^ 

la  la     la    la    la    la    la     la    la     la     la    la     la.  The    mer  -  ry  mountain  horn. 


^ 


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Hymns  arc  the  exponents  of  the  inmost  piety  of  the 
Church.  They  are  crystalline  tears,  or  blossoms  of  joy, 
or  holy  prayers,  or  incarnated  raptures.  They  are  the 
jewels  which  the  church  has  worn,  the  precious  stones 
formed  into  amulets,  more  potent  against  sorrow  and 
sadness  than  the  most  famous  charms  of  wizard  and 
magician,  and  he  who  knows  the  way  that  hymns 


flowed  knows  where  the  blood  of  piety  ran.  I  do  sol 
know  of  any  steps  now  left  on  earth  by  which  one  x^sy 
so  soon  rise  above  trouble  or  weariness  as  the  verses 
and  music  of  a  hymn ;  and  if  the  angels  that  Jacob 
saw  sang  when  they  appeared,  then  1  know  that  tht 
ladder  he  beheld- was  but  the  scale  of  divine  music 
let  down  from  Heaven  to  the  earth. — H.  JV.  Beecher. 


FAIR  LUNA. 


ifc 


X.  Fair  Luna  forth  is   shed  •  ding  Her  beams  upon    the      sea, 
3.  The  nightingale  is    sing   -    ing  Her  plaintive  ev'ning    song. 


J.  Barnbt. 


^s^ 


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ft^}|-i[x-=r^jito^ 


^^ 


—J — I — I— 


1.  Fair  Luna  forth  is  shedding  Her  beams  upon  the  sea, 

2.  The  nightingale  is  singings  Her  plaintive  ev'mng  song, 


the     sea,       And   spreading  silv'ry 
her  song.  Whose  warblings  now  come 


T       «i/         1  -     [While 

lustre  O'er  mountain,  grove,  and  lea,     0'ermountain,grove,and  lea;  Then  come,  let  us  be  straying, 
winging  The  gende  breeze  a  -  long.    The  gen -tie  breeze  a  -  long;   The  balmy  air  is  laden  Widj 


^ 


1^1     >   I      i     u  I  —      -     •  ,    ^ 

all   around   is      bright,  And  breathe  out  notes  of  pleasure,  To  hail  the  Queen  of  night, 
perfume  from  the  brier,  Then  with  such  charms  invit  -  ing.  We'll  tune  the  golden  lyre,     We'll 


■ff^-^^rU^ 


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f-.r--  -r 


r-r 


^m=^ 


_-,_^f_n- 


f=r 


the  Queen 
the    gold 


of 


night, 
a  lyre. 

.1       /     -     I 


dim. 


P?^ 


U^ 


Fair  Luna  forth  Js  shed  -  ding  Her 


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p=p<i*=p 


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hail  the  Queen  of  night.  To  hail  the  Queen  of  night.  Fair  Luna  forth  is  .shedding  Her  beams  upon  the 
tune  the  golden  lyre.      We'll  tune  the  golden  lyre.  Fan:  Luna  forth  is  shedding  Her  beams  upon  the 


-JMJ^ 


,UM^^^tJ. 


beams  upon  the  s*a,  f 

III     »  i^l  '^  '     '-^ 


(le  Queen     of  night, 

the  gold    •   en  lyre. 

I  dim. 


^      fiu  ItHio. 


^      r^      ^^rsy  <  >\  ^  i      '  '^  r      =t   ^^ Vdie 


■  _  I       .       '    "^    I  ^S'  [and  lea, 

sea,  the  sea,  Andspreadingsilv'rylus  -  tre  O'er  mountjun,  grove,  and  lea,  O'er  mountain,  grove, 

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241 


ANDREAS  HOFER. 

Moderate. 


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fet  -  ters,  The  faithful  Hofer  lay,  In  Man -tu-a  the  hostile  hordes  Took 
behind  him,  He  marched  with  steady  pace ;  With  courage  still  unflinching  To 
long  -  er    His  faithful  drum  doth  beat,  As  Andreas  Hofer  march  -  es   Be- 


I.  In    Man -tu-a    in 

2.  With handsfast bound 

3.  The  drummer  now  no 

I 


his  brave  life  a  -  way, 
meet  death  face  to  face, 
neath  the  gloomy  gate ; 


With  grief  his  comrades'  tears  now  flow,  All  Germany  is  plunged  in  woe.  And 
From  I  -  selbeig  he  oft  had  sent  That  winged  death  to  which  he  went  In 
Although  in  fetters    he     is  free,  Up  -  on      the  bastion  form  is  he,  The 


moum'd  the  lovinghand,  Thro'out  his  Tyrol-land,  And  mourn'd  the  loving  hand,  Thro'out  his  Tyrol-land, 
his  own  Ty-rol-land,  His  faithful  Tyrol-land,  In  his  own  Tyrol  -  laud.  His  faithful  Tyrol  -  land, 
man  of   Ty  -  rol  -  land,   The  man  of  Tyrol-land,  The  man  of  Tyrol  -  land.  The  man  of  Tyrol  -  land. 


THE  SEA  GULLS. 


Echoes  or  Childhood. 


<  slow.  *       ^ — ^  •    1'^      *     -*-  -m-     •_— - — 


Not  too  stow.  ~  ^>-.—~^  —      ^ 

1.  Far      a-  bove    the  deep  blue  sea.  On  the  breez  -  es  fresh  and  free,  Sea  -  gulls  float  -  ing, 

2.  Would  that   I     could   al  -  so    fly,  O  -  ver    cliffs     so  dark  and  high.  Up  -  ward     to      the 

3.  Fall  -  ing  now,     a  -  gain  they  rise.  Fill  the     air    with  startling  cries.  Dart  -  ing  downward 


m 


"m — If: 


I     k    U     '^     1.^ 


S 


With  varied  expression' 


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one,  two,  three.  Flap  their  white  wings  laz 
bright  blue  sky.  In     the      sun  -  shine  dream 
on       a      prize,  Has  -  ten  homeward  speed  - 


-  ly,      Flap  their  white  wings  laz  - 

-  ly.      In      the     sun  -  shine  dream  - 
•    ly,      Has  -  ten  homeward  speed  - 


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p—9   r   r  \p  -r 


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ly. 
ly. 
ly. 


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P=^ 


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To  the  bare  and  rocky  home, 
Where,  above  the  wavelets'  foam, 
While  the  old  birds  seaward  roam, 
Live  the  young  gulls  merrily. 


'^      >       ^ 

"Hark !"  the  old  birds  say,  "beware, 
For  we  think  there's  danger  near." 
Smoke  and  thunder  fill  the  air, 
And  the  gulls  cry  piteously. 


When  the  smoke  has  cleared  amqr, 
"Are  our  darlings  safe?"  they  suf* 
"Ah,  not  one  is  hurt  to-dmy  I " 
Cry  the  sea-gulls  joyously. 


94* 


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AS  THE  WIND  BLOWS. 

Alltgrttte  non  troppo. 


RacRARO  Gbmsb. 


Alltgritte  nan  troppo.  I       "W   "  I  I 


1.  The  wind  blows  north,  the  wind  blows  south,  The  wind  blows  east  and  west ;  No  matter  how  the  free  wind 

2.  "  Oh,  wind,"  I  said, "  why  dost  thou  blow.  And  out  to  ocean  roar.  When  I  would  steer  my  little  bark 


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«Q? 


^^hT 


sqr 


^i 


i— n 


fcfc 


U  U  b*  I   V  U  »+- ^ 


U  "  ^ 


^^^ 


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^ 


#^-Lj: 


*-h^-J       a>_LM 


Some  ship  will  find     it       best.  Out     on   the  wide  sea,    the  wide  sea,      the  wide     sea. 

To -ward  some  pleasant     shore?"  "Out     on  the  deep  sea,    the  deep  sea,      the  deep     sea. 


One  shouts  with  happy  air,  "Trim  all  the  sails,  the  wind  is  blow  -  ing    fair."  One  ship  is  saS-ing  a- 
Op- pose  my   will  no  more;  When  I  blow  shoreward,  turn  thou  to  the  shore,  Yet  if  thy    will   with 


down  the  west  While  winds  are  fair,  and  waves  at  rest.  See,  all  her  white  sails  are  gai  -  ly  set;  HomC' 
mine  must  strive,  Against  my  might  set  all    thy  skill;  Do  thou  the  best  that  a   mor-talcan,  And 


r^*  F  £r  £>! 


r-rrrrrg^:^ 


t- 


3«=t: 


U   U   ii   W  k^ 


fl' 


r«//. 


speed -ing  bark,  Hope  smil  -  eth  yet!  One  ship  is  toil-ing  far    to     the  east,  With  masts  all  bare,  thro' 
fight    me  brave -ly      like     a    man;Standbythy  wheel,  and  on -ward  go,  Keep  watch  around,  a  - 

Hit.  Jg:     qg:  g:  -^: 

H 1 r» P— 1 


s  s  i-  ^fe 


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Jtp: 


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l>  k  I*  I*. 


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i^  I      U*'' 


foam- ing  yeast,  Strug-gle  all     fierce,    and  stem,  and  wild,  By  wind  and  wave  op- pressed. 
bove,  be-low;  Such  hearts  will  make    the  ports  they  seek  What-ev-er  wind  may    blow," 


q?=1? 


te — Ih — I  '^^r — I — 


Hr-p- 


W    W    W 


^^ 


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ON  YONDER  ROCK  RECLINING. 


243 


AlUgrette. 


From  "  Fha  Diavolo." 


Jlj 


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SEi^aE^-^^ 


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p.    I .  ^  yon  -  der  rock    re  -  clin  -  ing,  That  fierce  and  swarthy  form  tJehold !      Fast  his    hands  his 
2.  On  strength  and  skill  re  -  ly  -  ing.  He's  fearless  of  the  treach'rous  dart.      From  his  face,  with 


M=^^^=^K=ft 


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if-r~T- 


—^ — i— "^ — I ^-  -m ^= — 1^  -«— at— «— *-  -!»-H* 


carbine  hold,   'Tis  his  best  friend  of  old !        This  way  his  steps  in  -  dining.  His  scarlet  plume  waves 
hurried  steps.   Dangerous  foes  de  -  part.        But    to    the  kind  and  gentle,  A    milder    spir  -  it 


PSf=1^ 


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j-1  y  1 


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t— = K L*^ ^ p»-  ■^  ■       t^'     '    ^     4^     ^     d 5 

o'er    his  brow.       And    his      vel-vet  cloak  hangs  low.     Playing  in  grace  -  ful  flowl 
doth   he  know.       From  his      lips,  in    man  -  ly  tones,  _  Tender  -  est  ac  -  cents  flow. 


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ii=|i=rf: 


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^    ^    ^ 


Trem-  blel 


E'en  while  the  storm  is  beat -ing,     A  -  far  hear  ech-o    re  •  peat  -  ing  His 


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E'en  while  the     storm      is 


name,    Di  •  a  •  vo    •  lo ! 

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A  •  far    hear  ech  -  o    re  -  peat    -    ing    His  name,  Di  •  a 
-      ^      -    -    -    J^    N 


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Another  grand  »oice  of  nature  is  the  thunder. 
Ignorant  people  often  have  a  vague  idea  that  thunder 
is  produced  "by  the  clouds  knocking  together,  which  is 
very  absurd,  if  you  remember  that  clouds  are  but  water- 
dust.  The  most  probable  explanation  ofthunder  is  much 
more  beautiful  than  this.  Heat  forces  the  air-atoms 
apart.  Now,  when  a  flash  of  lightning  crosses  the  sky, 
it  suddenly  expands  the  air  all  round  it  as  it  passes,  so 
that  globe  after  globe  of  sound-waves  is  formed  at  every 
point  across  which  the  lightning  travels.     Light  travels 


so  rapidly  (192,000  miles  in  a  second)  that  a  flash  of 
lightning  is  seen  by  us  and  is  over  in  a  second,  even 
when  it  is  two  or  three  miles  long.  But  sound  comes 
slowly,  taking  five  seconds  to  travel  a  mile,  and  so  all 
the  sound-waves  at  each  point  of  the  two  or  three  miles 
fallen  our  ear  one  after  the  other,  and  make  the  rolling 
thunder.  Sometimes  the  roll  is  made  even  longer  by 
the  echo,  as  the  sound-waves  are  reflected  to  and  fro  by 
the  clouds  on  their  way;  and  in  the  mountains  we  know 
how  the  peals  echo  and  re-echo  until  they  die  away* 


THE  NINETY  AND  NINE. 


Ira  D.  Sankky. 
Elizabeth  C.  Clephane,  1868. 


There  were    ninety     and  nine    that      safe 
•'Ix)rd,  Thou       hast  here    Thy    nine-ty 

But  none  of   the    ran  -  somed  ev 

But  all  thro'  the     mountains,    thunder 


ly  lay  In  the  shel  -  ter  of  the 
and  nine;  Are  they  not  e  •  nough  for 
er  knew  How  deep  were  the  wa  -  ters 
riv  -  en.     And  up     from  the  rock  -  y 

:e:.     '    ' 


btMi^-g^iT  f-^aa^-ci'^ta^^i^ 


n    u  , 

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■     swer:      "'Tis         of    Mine 

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off     from  the     gates      of    gold — 
wan  -  dered       away   from    Me; 
He  found  His  sheep  that  was  lost ; 
joice !    I  have  found      My  sheep ! ' 


A      -    way  on  the    mountains  wild  and  bare,  A  • 
And      although  the '  road      be  rough  and  steep,   I 
Out        in     the  des  -  ert       He  heard    its  cry — 'Twas 
And  the  an     -    gels  echoed  a- round  the  throne,  "Re- 


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way  from  the  ten  -  der    Shepherd's  care,   A  •  way  from  the  ten  -  der    Shepherd's   care, 
go      to  the  desert  to       find  My  sheep,    I      go      to  the  desert  to       find    My  sheep." 
help- less  and  sick,  and    ready    to   die,   'Twas  helpless  and  sick,  and    ready  to     die. 
joice,  for  the  Lord  brings  back  His  own !  Rejoice,   for  the  Lor^jrings  back  His  own !  '* 


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"We  have  selected  music,"  says  Rev.  Henry  Ward 
Beecher,  in  his  preface  to  the  Plymouth  Collection, 
"  with  reference  to  the  wants  of  families,  of  social  meet- 
ings, and  of  the  lecture-room,  as  well  as  of  the  great 
congregation.  But  the  tunes  are  chiefly  for  congrega- 
tional singing.  We  have  gathered  up  whatever  we 
could  find  of  merit,  in  old  or  new  music,  that  seemed 
fitted  for  this  end.  Not  the  least  excellent  are  the  pop- 
ular revival  melodies,  which,  though  they  have  been 
often  excluded  from  classic  collections  of  music,  have 


never  been  driven  out  from  among  the  people.  These 
have  been  gathered  up,  and  fitly  arranged,  having 
already  performed  most  excellent  service.  They  are 
now  set  forth  with  the  best  of  all  testimonials — the 
affection  and  admiration  of  thousands  who  have 
experienced  their  inspiration.  Because  they  are 
home-bred  and  popular,  rather  than  foreign  and  stately, 
we  like  them  none  the  less.  And  we  cannot  doubt 
that  many  of  them  will  carry  up  to  heaven  the  devout 
fervor  of   God's  people  until  the  milleimial  day.'* 


FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


245 


LANDING  OF  THE  PILGRIMS. 


Fbucia  Hbmans. 


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The  breaking  waves  dashed  high  On  a  stern  and  rock-bound  coast,  And  the  woods  against  a 
Not  as  the  conqueror  comes,  They,  the  true-heart  -  ed,  came ;  Not  with  the  roll  of 
A  -  midst  the  storm  they  sang,  And  the  stars  heard,  and  the  sea!  And  the  sounding  aisles  of  the 
Whatsoughtthey  thus  a  -  far?    Bright  jew  -  els   of      the     mine?    The  wealth  of  the  seas,  the 

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storm  -  y    sky     Their      gi  -  ant  branches  tossed;  And  the  heav-y   night  hung   dark         The 

stir  -  ring  drums.  And  the  trumpet  that  sings  of  fame ;  Not         as     the     fly  -  ing      come,         In 

dim  woods  rang  To  the   an  -  them  of    the      free.  The        o  -  cean  ea  -  gle  soared  From  his 

spoils  of   war?  They  sought  a  faith's  pure  shrine;  Ay,      call      it      ho  -  ly       ground,    The 


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hills  and  wa  -  ters  o'er,  When  a  band  of  exiles  moored  their  bark  On  the  wild  New  England  shore, 
si  -  lence  and  in  fear;  They  shook  the  depths  of  the  desert  gloom  With  their  hymns  of  lofty  cheer. - 
nest  by  the  white  wave's  foam.  And  the  rocking  pines  of  the  forest  roared,This  was  their  welcome  home ! 
soil  where  first  they  trod !  They  have  left  unstained  what  there  they  found,  Freedom  to  worship  God. 


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I  LOVE  THY  KINGDOM,  LORD. 


Timothy  Dwight. 
G.  F.  Handel.  "  St.  Thomas.' 


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The   Church 
Dear      as 


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deem  -  er      saved   With     His       own        pre  -  cious  blood, 
of     Thine    eye,    And      grav  -  en  on      Thy    hand. 

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For  her  my  tears  shall  fall, 
For  her  my  prayers  ascend ; 

To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toUs  and  cares  shall  end. 


Beyond  my  highest  joy, 
I  prize  her  heavenly  ways. 

Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 


Sure  as  Thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield. 

And  brighter  bliss  of  Heaven. 


246 


FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME, 


COME  WITH  THE  GIPSY  BRIDE. 

ist  4  ad  tiUM   f^  3d  tim«  «.  


M.  W.  Balf*. 
Ijtoa  "  BoiUMiAii  Onk" 


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G)me  with  the    Gip    •    sy     bride,  And   re  •  pair 


to      the    fair. 


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Love  is   the  first  thing  to  clasp.  But  if  he    es  •  cape  your  grasp.     Friendship  will  then  be  at 

I  1^  ^  Solo. 


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hand.  In  the  young  rogue's  place  to  stand;  Hope,  then,  will  be  nothing  loath  To  point  out  the  way  to 


both;  Hope,  then,  will  be  nothing  loath     To  point  out  the  way  to  both. 


In      the  Gipsy's  life  yon  read ^  The  life  that  all  would  like  to  lead; 

>'-p-. 


In     the  Gipsy's  life  yo«  read  The  Ufe    that        all    wotdd    like  to         lead. 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME, 

THE  MOUNTAIN  BUGLE. 


24; 

J.  H.  HSWTTT. 


15  Lively 

1.  Cheer- i-ly  the  bu-gle  sounds,  When  home  returning  o'er     the    lake;  Mer-ri-ly    mybo-som 

2.  Fear  -  lessly  thy  footsteps  roam,  Where  snows  hang  on  the  diz  -  zy     steep,  Driv-ing  from  its  rocky 


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bounds,  As    each  clear  sound  bids  echo  wake ;  Toy  -  ous-ly    I  wing  the  note,    To      tell  thee  that  thy 
home    The  ech  -  o     of   the    hoi-  low  deep.   Mer  -  ri  -  iy  the  wild  stag  bounds,  A  -  lert  he  knows  the 


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hun  -  ter's   near;  Mer-ri-ly     I  speed  my    boat  To    -    wards  the     home  by  thee  made  dear. 
han   •    ter  near;  Cheer-i  -  ly    the  glen  resounds  With     cho  -  rus      and  the  hun-ter's  cheer. 


JlJi 


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Dearest,  for  thee,  thee   on   -  ly.  These  mountain  wilds  are  sweet  to  me ; 
Dearest,  for  thee,  thee   on  -  ly.  These  mountain  wilds  are  sweet  to  me ; 


Each  crag  and  val  -  ley 
Each  crag  and  val  -  ley 


lone  -  ly,    Is     blest    because   'tis  loved 
lone  -  ly,    Is     blest    because   'tis  loved 


Sound,  sound,  sound,  sound  the 
Sound,  sound,  sound,  sound  the 


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mer  -  ry ,  mer  -  ry  mountain    horn,      At 
mer-ry,  mer- ry  mountain    horn.      At 


eve 
eve 


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ning's  close       and    morning's  ear  -  ly     dawn, 
ning's  close       and     morning's  ear  -  ly     dawn. 


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248 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


The  music  of  church  bells  has  become  a  matter  of 
poetry.  I  remember,  though  somewhat  imperfectly, 
a  touching  story  connected  with  the  church  bells  of 
a  town  in  Italy,  which  had  become  famous  all  over 
Europe  for  their  peculiar  solemnity  and  sweetness. 
They  were  made  by  a  young  Italian  artisan,  and  were 
his  heart's  pride.  During  the  war,  the  place  was 
sacked,  and  the  bells  carried  off  no  one  knew  whither. 
After  the  tumult  was  over,  the  poor  fellow  again  re- 
turned to  his  work ;  but  it  had  been  the  solace  of  his 


life  to  wander  about  at  evening,  and  listen  to  the  chimes 
of  his  bells;  and  he  grew  dispirited  and  sick,  and 
pined  for  them  till  he  could  no  longer  bear  it,  and 
left  his  home,  determined  to  hear  them  once  again 
before  he  died.  He  went  from  land  to  land,  stopping 
in  every  village,  till  the  hope  that  alone  sustained  him 
began  to  falter,  and  he  knew,  at  last,  that  he  was 
dying.  He  lay,  one  evening,  in  a  boat  that  was  slowly 
floating  down  the  Rhine,  almost  insensible,  and  scarce 
expecting  to  see  the  sun  rise  again,  that  was  now  set- 


BONNIE  DOON. 


Robert  Burns. 


Ye  banks  and  braes  of      bon  -  nie  Doon,  How  can   ye    bloom  sac     fresh  and  fair,  How 
Oft  have    I  strayed  by     bon  •  nie  Doon,  To     see  the     rose    and  woodbine  twine ;  Where 


^^^^^^m 


can      ye 
U    .    ka 


sing,  ye       lit  -  tie 
*bird  sat^     of     bis 


birds.  And      I      sac      wea  -  ry,      full    of  care  ?  You'll 
love,  And  fond-ly        sae    did        I      o'  mine.  With 


break  my 
light- some 


heart,  ye     lit  -    tie 
heart    I   pulled     a 


^^ 


birds.  That  wan-  ton    through  the    flow'ring  thorn ;  Ye 
rose.  Full  sweet  up    •    on      its     thorn  -  y    tree ;  But 


'  mind    me 
my    false 


of    de  •  part-ed 
lor  -  er      stole  the 


joys,  De  -  part  -  ed,      ner  -  er        to    re  -  turn, 
rose,  And    left  the     thorn  be  -  hind  to    me. 


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ting  gloriously  over  the  vine-covered  hills  of  Germany. 
Presently,  the  vesper  bells  of  a  distant  village  began 
to  ring,  and  as  the  chimes  stole  faintly  over  the  river 
with  the  evening  breeze,  he  started  from  his  lethargy. 
He  was  not  mistaken.  It  was  the  deep,  solemn,  heav- 
enly music  of  his  own  bells;  and  the  sounds  that  he 
had  been  thirsting  for  years  to  hear,  were  melting 
over  the  water.  He  leaned  from  the  boat,  with  his 
ear  close  to  the  calm  surface  of  the  river,  and  listened. 
They  rung  out  their  hymn,  and  ceased ;  and  he  still 


lay  motionless  in  his  painful  posture.  His  companion 
spoke  to  him,  but  he  gave  no  answer;  his  spirit,  in 
the  glad  requiem  of  the  beloved  bells,  had  followed 
the  last  sound  of  the  vesper  chime. —  Willis. 

Harmonious  words  render  ordinary  ideas  accept- 
able ;  less  ordinary,  pleasant ;  novel  and  ingenious 
ones,  dehghtful.  As  pictures  and  statues,  and  living 
beauty  too,  show  better  by  music-light,  so  is  poetry 
irradiated,  vivified,  glorified,  and  raised  into  immortsd 
life  by  the  influence  of  harmony. — Landor. 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


249 


BOATMAN'S  RETURN. 


M.  J.  Spoklb. 


4!!=K 


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1.  Row!  row!  homeward  we  steer, Twilight  falls  o'er     us;  Hark!     hark!  soft  mu-sic  is   near, 

2.  Row!  row!  sing  as    we     go,    Na  -  ture   re  -  joic  -  es;  Hark!     how  the  hills  as   we    flow 

3.  Row!  row!    lo,     in  the  west,  Lights  dimly    burn -ing;  Friends     in  yon  har-bor  of     rest 

'  .-r*  -r  r-  .-r ♦  ^  •  .-r — q? 


'^  '^    '^ 


KM  lull 


-K — IV 


Friends  glide  be  -  fore       us !  Song  lightens  our      la   -  bor.     Sing    as    on-ward  we  go, 

Ech    -    o    our      vol  -   ces ;  Still  o'er  the  dark   wa  -  ters.     Far      a  -  way  we  must    roam, 
Wait     our  re   -  turn  -  ing!  See,  now  they  bum  clear  -  er.     Keep       time  with  the        oar; 


MUSICAL  ALPHABET. 


Crilshood  Songs. 


W=§=W- 


3PE 


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Come,  dear  mother,  hear  me  say  What  I     can   of      ABC:      A    B    C    D     E    F    G, 
Now,  my  Al-pha-bet  is  through,  Will  you  hear  dear  sis  -  ter  too?    A    B    C    D      E    F    G, 


I 


HI        JKLMNOP;QRSandTUV,  W(dou-ble-you)  and 
She  has  said  them  all        to        me;       Q      R      S    and     T      U      V,  W  (dou-ble-you)  and 

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X     Y     Z.   Now  you've  heard  my      ABC,     Tell    me   what  you    think     of      me. 
X    Y     Z.   Now  we've  said    our     ABC,     Let      us    have    a       kiss    from  thee. 


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peace        profound,   'Till      morning's    light. 


Good    night,      Slum 


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FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


There  is  no  subject  taught  to  which  the  principles 
of  objective  teaching  can  be  more  easily  or  more  success-- 
fully  applied  than  Uiat  of  music.  The  actual  objects 
of  thought  are  always  at  hand.  Sounds  must  be  as 
clearly  presented  and  named  to  the  mind  as  colors. 
Music  stands  sadly  in  need  of  teaching-power.  In 
our  schools  music  should  be  taught  in  its  simplicity 
as  an  art,  and  not  in  its  complexity  as  a  science.  It 
can  be  so  simplified  and  symmetrically  arranged  that 
the  teaching  ability  of  the  regular  teacher,  who  knows 
little  of  it  as  a  science,  can  be  employed.  Skillful 
supervision  will  always  be  in  demand ;  but  while  music 
is  regarded  as  a  special  study,  to  be  taught  only  by  spe- 


cial teachers,  the  best  results  will  not  be  obtained.  In 
training  children  to  think  sounds  in  pitch,  we  must  work 
with  the  real  sounds  continually.  If  we  would  train 
children  to  sing  in  time,  we  must  first  teach  them  to 
think  and  feel  the  rhythm  accurately.  The  real  ob- 
jects of  thought  in  rhythm  are  pulsations  or  accents  that 
must  be  felt  and  cannot  be  conveyed  to  the  mind  thro* 
the  eye.  Pulsations  and  the  different  combinations  of 
lengths  of  sounds  must  be  indicated  to  the  mind  thro* 
the  senses  of  hearing  and  feeling,  and  there  is  no  other 
way.  The  quality  of  musical  food  given  to  children  to 
develop  a  true  musical  taste  is  important.  They  should 
become  familiar  with  all  harmonies  by  singing  thenu 


COUSIN  JEDEDIAH. 


H.  S.  Thompson. 


SoTo  or  Chorus. 

1 .  Oh !     Ja  -  cob,  get  the  cows  home  and  put  them  in  the  pen,  For  the  cousins  are  a  -  com  -  ing       to 

2.  Now,   O-bed  wash  your  face,  boy,  and  tallow  up  your  shoes,  While  I  go  to  see  Aunt  Bet  -  ty,    and 

3.  And,  Job,  you  peel  the  onions,  and  wash  and  fix  the  'taters,  We'll  have  them  on  the  table  in  those 

4.  Tell  Josh  to  put    the  colt  in  the  double-seated  chaise,  Let  him  just  card  down  the  cattle,  give 


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see    us    all    a  •   gain,  The  dowdy's  in    the  pan,  and  the    tur-key's  on  the    fire.      And  we 

tell  her  all  the    news.  And,  Kit- ty, slick  your  hair, and  put  on  your  Sunday  gown.  For 

shin-y  painted    waiters.  Put  on  your  bran  new  boots,  and  those  trousers  with  the  straps,  Aunt  So - 

them  a    lit  -  tie     hay,  I'll  wear  my  nice  new  bell-crown  I  bought  of  old   U  •  ri  -  ah,  And  I 


'      u  g  l^  1^  'u  i^  i^  ^  I   u  i^  V  u  u  U"  u  u  kv 


|i^J'JJJ.f.!.'.Mi^-i^^^fe^ 


all        must  get  read -y  for       Cous-in  Jed-e  •  di  •  ah. 

Cousin    Jed-e -dl- ah  comes  right" from  Boston      town, 

phia'll    take  a  shine  to  you,  if  you  look  real  slick,  per  -  haps. 
guess_  we^U  as  -  ton  -  ish         our     Cous  -  in  Jed  -  e  •  di  -  ah. 


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THE  BRAVE  OLD  OAK. 


E.  J.  Lodbh. 

H.r.< 


,  Chorlbt. 


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brave  old  oak,  Who  hath  ruled  in  the  greenwood  long,  Here^ 


Maestoso. 

1.  A      song  for    the  oak,    the  , .^ .^, 

2.  He  saw  the  rare    times,  when  the  Christmas  chimes  Were  a  mer   -    ry  sound  to  hear.  And  the 


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health    and     re-nown      to    his    broad  green  crown,  And 
squire's   wide        hall,     and  the     cot  -  tage  small.   Were 


his 
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fif  -  ty  arms   so  strong, 
of  Christmas  cheer. 


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And  all  the  day    to  the     re  -  beck  gay.  They  carol'd  with  gladsome  swains.  They  are 


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show-eth  his  might  on    a      wild     midnight,  When  the  storms  through  his  branches  shout.  Then 
gone,  they  are  dead,  in  the  church-yard  laid.  But  the  brave  tree,  he   still      re  -  mains.     Then 


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sing     to    the  oak,    the    brave    old  oak.  Who  hath  stood  in    hi«  pride    so       long; 


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still     flour -ish  he,        a 


hale      green  tree,  When    a     hun  -  dred  years    are 

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COME  WHERE  FLOWERS  ARE  FLINGING. 


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From  "  Maktha."  ■ 


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f  Come  where  flowers  are  fling-ing  Beau  -  ty  o'er    the  meadows  gay,  Where  glad  birds  are  sing-ing, 
\  Come  where  skies  are  smil  -  ing,  Where  Uie  mer  -  ry  foun-tains  play.  Come,  Siy  care    be  -  guil  -  ing. 


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as      they  stray,    O  -  ver    field  and  mead  -  ow   Fai  -  ry  foot  -  steps  gal  -  ly    lead    the  way. 

N      f^  N      N      S      S    h      ^      ^      K    ^      N    _h      K 


f  Come,  come,  thy  care    be  -  guil  -  ing,  Keep  with    na  -  tare  hoi  -  i  -  day,      01      fav  W    ves    *th 
\  Come,  come,  where  pleasure  fond  -  ly    lin  -  gers.  Where  the  gen  -  tie  woodland  J         ^  vveares  witn 


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mag  -  ic  fin  -  gers  Wreaths  to  crown  the  brow  of  May,  to  crown  the  brow  of  May,  lovely  May,  love  -ly 


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•J  /Then  a  -  way    to  the  woods,  where  the  wild  flowers  bloom,  While  the  breez  -  es  are 

^*       \  With  our  feet  light  as     fai  -  ries,  and  hearts  full    of  glee.  We  will  sing     with  the 


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^*-,;   i^'^A^'^'^A  ''*^^'  ■  ^1  P^"^^""^-    \  bee.  O  come  a  .  way.     O'er  sun-ny  bank      and  meadows 
wild    bird,  and  roam  with  the  J         '  •"  '  w»  ««, 


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CHRIST  IS  BORN  OF  MAIDEN  FAIR. 


Ds.  Gaurtlbt. 


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1.  Christ    is  bom      of     maid 

2.  Shep-herds  saw  those    an    • 
2,  Christ    is  come    to      save 


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en  fair;  Hark  the 
gels  bright,  CaroU-ing 
man  •  kind ;   As        in 

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her  -  aids  in  the  air,  Thus  a  - 
in  glo  -  ri  -  ous  light;  "God  the 
ho    -    ly  page    we  find;    There-fore 


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sis  glo      -      ri  -   a!** 


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BEAUTIFUL  SPRING-TIME. 


VkhM. 


Ejcirtsston.  1^  L<  I 


Expreision.  ^  I  ^  F 

1.  Beau-  ti  -  lul       Spring-time ! bright, blooming       ro   •    ses,  When  hope   with  pleas -ure 

2.  Beau  -  ti  -  ful      Spring-time  1  sea  -  son    de    •    part  -  ed.  When  birds  were  sing  -  ing 

.rg .  ^  ^  .  SI. 


ti  -  ful       Spri 
3pri 


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fq^:^:^L,Kjjlj±J'  i  jr^^ 


sweet  -  ly      re    -    po    -    ses.  Dream  -  mg    of 
gay      and  light  -  heart  -  ed,     Tell  -  ing    of 


r  *     *  *  r 

glad  •  ness    when  day  -  light      clo    -    ses, 
joys  when  our  ear  -  ly      life       start   -   ed. 


v-t? 


feaVjJ^/-^:^^^^^ 


Dreams  of  the  heart  when  no    sor- row  was  near,        Oh !  hap  -  py  days !    we     can  nev  -  er     for  • 
Oh !    how  those  mo-ments  have  fad-ed     a  -  way !         Oh !  blissful  hours !   we    shall  ev  -  er       re  - 


get       thee.  Life  was  too  sweet,     ev  -  'ry    moment  was  dear !  We  wandered  at    even-ing  o'er 
mem  -  ber;  Sweet  was  our  young    life — too  sweet  to   de  -  cay!  We   hear  the  bells  chim-ing,  when 


hi^nu  rnggEii'  giEFFirrr 


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val  -  ley 
peaceful 


and  foun-tain.  Thro'  for-est  and  dell,    by  the  swift-gliding  stream :  We  roamed  with  light 
•  ly  dreaming   Of   past  hap-py  hours — of  our  loved  happy  band;  Tho' Time  spreads  his 


step  to 
pin  -  ions 


the      mur-mur-ing   foim-tain,'Twaslong,long  a  -  go,       but    it  seems    a    sweet 
with      ra  -  di  .  ant  seem-ing.  He  leads   us      at    last        to    the  beau  -  ti  -  f ul 


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g^  "^jg  a  ^ 


^m 


■^ 


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J"  J 


dream,  Sweet  dream,  sweet  dream,        beau  -  ti   •   ful  dream,  Sweet  dream,     sweet  dream, 
land !     Bright  land,    bright  land,  beau  -  ti   -  ful    land.   Bright  land,       bright  land. 


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beau    -    ti    -    fill   dream, 
beau    •    ti     -     fill     land, 


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Beau 
Beau 


ti  -   fill  dream,     beau  -  ti  -    ful     dream, 
ti  -    ful     land,      beau  -  ti  -    ful     land. 


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OH,  COULD  OUR  THOUGHTS. 


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German. 
Anne  Steele,  1764. 


"y   1     h-- 


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? 


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1.  Oh,  could  our  thoughts  and  wish  -  es    fly         A  -  bove   these  gloom- y      shades.  To 

2.  Lord,  send     a  beam      of     light     di  -  vine.     To    guide    our      up  -  ward  aim !  With 


(^^arig— ^ 


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s 


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those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky,  Which  sor  -  row  ne'er  in  -  vades !  There  joys,   un-  seen     by 
one      re  -  viv  -  ing  touch  of  Thine,    Our  Ian  -  guid  hearts  inflame.    Then  shall,  on  faith's  sub- 


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■5*      k~V"  i     ^ 

mor  -  tal  eyes.  Or  reason's     fee-ble  ray.  In     ev  -  er- blooming 

lim  -  est  wing.  Our  ardent      wishes    rise         To  those  bright  scenes  where 


prospect  rise,  Un- 
pleasures  spring,  Im- 


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mor    -    tal       in 


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the 


cay, 
skies. 


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Im 


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mor    -    tal  in 


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cay. 
skies. 


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Oriental  Music. — The  music  of  the  ancient 
Egyptians  has  survived  by  tradition,  as  has  also  their 
language — many  of  the  words  and  phrases  which  are 
carved  in  phonetic  hieroglyphics  still  being  heard  in 
the  mouths  of  the  Copts,  and  even  borrowed  by  their 
Arab  conquerors.  Hebrew  music  could  have  no  other 
source  than  from  the  music  of  Egypt.  The  present 
practitioners  of  music  in  the  East  have  no  musical 
notation,  and  even  express  astonishment  at  the  idea 
of  musical  notes  being  represented  on  paper.  They 
are  ignorant,  and  their  profession  is  held  in  much  dis- 
credit. The  use  of  music  is  forbidden  by  the  Koran, 
although,  as  if  in  defiance  of  its  own  precept,  the 
Koran  itself  is  chanted.     The   history  of  Arabian 


music  has  its  marvels  and  its  miracles,  like  that  of 
all  ancient  nations.  Such  is  the  enthusiasm  of  the 
nations  of  the  East  for  music,  that,  to  give  an  idea  of 
its  power,  they  have  all  had  recourse  to  fiction — yet 
the  profession  of  musician  is  considered  disgraceful 
amongst  the  Arabs.  Eminent  musicians  have  seized 
with  avidity  every  opportunity  of  endeavoring  to  make 
themselves  practically  and  experimentally  acquainted 
with  the  insurmountable  difficulties  of  the  Eastern 
music,  and  have  labored,  without  much  success,  to 
represent  it  by  the  intervals  of  our  scale.  The 
singularity  of  their  music  consists  principally  in  this, 
that  each  note  is  divided  into  three  parts :  that  is, 
the  progression  is  by  intervals  equal  each  to  about 


'T^ 


AULD  LANG  SYNE. 

Sl(rM. 


j=jy 


Robert  Burns. 

^ S_^- 


1.  Should  auld  acquaintance    be      for -got.  And  nev -er  brought  to  mind?  Should  auld  acquaintance 

2.  We       twa  ha'e  run  a  -  boot  the  braes,  And  pu'd  the    gow-ans  fine;  But  we've  wander'dmony  a 

3.  We       twa  ha'e  sported      i'      the  burn  Frae  mornin'    sun  till  dine.     But     seas   between    us 

4.  And    here's    ahand,  mytrus  -  tyfrien',And  gie's  a     hand  o' thine;     We'll  tak'    a    cup    o' 


be      for -got.  And  days~of  auld  lang  syne? 


wea  -  ry  foot,  Sin'  auld 
braid  ha'e  roared  Sin'  auld 
kindness  yet,  For        auld 


laug 
lang 
lang 


syne, 
syne, 
syne. 


For     auld    lang     syne,    my  dear.      For 


^ 


auld      lang       syne; We'll  tak'     a  cqp 


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kind -ness  yet   For 


auld   lang  syne. 


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one-third  of  a  diatonic  interval  in  our  scale,  so  that 
the  octave  consists  of  eighteen  notes  instead  of  thirteen. 
The  running  up  their  scale  has  no  other  effect  upon 
a  western  ear  than  that  of  a  slide  of  the  voice,  or  such 
an  effect  as  is  produced  by  sliding  the  finger  along  a 
violin  string.  M.  F6tis  speaks  of  the  music  of  the 
Arabs  as  the  most  singular,  the  least  rational,  which 
exists  in  respect  to  the  formation  of  the  musical  scale. 
A  French  musician,  he  tells  us,  discovered  that  the 
disagreeable  sensation  which  he  experienced  from  the 
song  of  an  Arab  proceeded  from  this  cause,  namely, 
that  the  division  of  the  scale  of  sounds  had  no  analogy 
with  that  to  which  he  was  accustomed.  This  scale, 
■o  singular  and  eccentric  to  us,  so  natural  to  the 


car  of  the  inhabitants  of  a  great  part  of  Africa  and 
Asia,  is  divided  into  thirds  of  tones,  in  such  a  man- 
ner that  instead  of  containing  the  usual  sounds  in  the 
extent  of  an  octave,  it  admits  eighteen.  It  is  certain 
that  these  people  have  no  idea  of  harmony;  they 
know  nothing  whatever  beyond  the  rude  melody.  "  I 
knew  in  Paris,"  says  the  writer  just  quoted,  "  an  Arab 
who  was  passionately  fond  of  the  Marseillaise,  and  wha 
often  asked  me  to  play  that  air  for  him  on  the  piano; 
but  when  I  attempted  to  play  it  with  its  harmony,  he 
stopped  my  left  hand  and  said, '  No,  not  that  air;  only 
the  other;'  my  bass  was  to  his  ear  a  second  air,  which 
prevented  his  hearing  the  Marseillaise.  Such  is  the 
effect  of  education  on  the  organs  of  seaa^"— Moore. 


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IT  IS  BETTER  TO  LAUGH  THAN  BE  SIGHING. 


Allegretto  non  troppo.  P       K 

at 


DoKwam. 
LucREziA  Borgia." 


1.  It    is    bet-ter    to  laugh  than  be      sigh 

2.  In  the  world  we  some  be  -  ings  dis  -  cov 


ing,  When  we  think  how  life's  moments  are 
er,  Far    too     frig  -  id     for  friend  or    for 


lov 


ing;  For  each  sorrow  fate  ev  -  er    is      bring 
•   er;  Souls  unblest  and  for  -  ev  -  er    re   -  pin 


ing,  There's  a  pleasure  in  store  for  us 
ing,  Tho'  good  fortune  around  them  be 


-t*— t?-i^^-tr-V 


-h— N- 


qspiit 


h   K   h 


■m     I  -ffs 


:^n-*U^^-M 


«=^ 


3^^H-ir* 


■:M=^ 


-^"y-j- 


^  ^ 


-^-* 


spring -ing.     Tho' our     joys,  like  the  wave  in  the  sunshine,  Gleam  a  while  then  be  lost    to   the 
shin-  ing.       It    were    well  if  such  hearts  we  could  banish  To  some  plan  -  et    far  dis -tant  from 


sight;  Yet  for  each  sparkling  ray,  That  so  passes  a -way.  Comes  another  as  brilliant  and  light, 
ours.  They're  the  dark  spots  we  trace  On  this  earth's  favor'd  space,  They  are  weeds  that  choke  up  the 

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All  true  arts  are  expressive,  but  they  are  diversely 
so.  Take  music ;  it  is,  without  contradiction,  the  most 
penetrating,  the  profoundest,  the  most  intimate  art. 
There  is,  physically  and  morally,  between  a  sound  and 
the  soul  a  marvellous  relation.  It  seems  as  though 
the  soul  were  an  echo  in  which  the  sound  takes  a 
new  power.  Extraordinary  things  are  recounted  of 
the  ancient  music,  and  it  must  not  be  believed  that  the 
greatness  of  effect  supposes  here  very  complicated 
means.      No,  the   less  noise  music  makes  the  more 


it  touches.  Give  some  notes  to  Pergolese,  give  him 
especially  some  pure  and  sweet  voices,  and  he  returns 
a  celestial  charm,  bears  you  away  into  infmite  spaces, 
plunges  you  into  ineffable  reveries.  The  peculiar 
power  of  music  is  to  open  to  the  imagination  a  limit- 
less career,  to  lend  itself  with  astonishing  facility  to  all 
the  moods  of  each  one,  to  arouse  or  calm,  with  the 
sounds  of  the  simplest  melody,  our  accustomed  senti- 
ments, our  favorite  affections.  In  this  respect  music  is  aa 
art  without  a  rival,  tho'  not  the  first  of  arts. —  V.  Cousin, 


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1.  Lov-ing  voi-ces  sweet  -  ly  min  -  gle    Like    the  mur-mur    of       a  prayer.     In   gay  childhood'* 

2.  When  the  heart  is    sad    and  heav  -  y,  Soft  -  ly     as    the  sum  -  mer    rain,     Lov-ing  voi  -  ces 

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low  and  ten-der,  Tell  up  -  on  the  spir  -  it's  pain, 
joy     or  sadness.  Changeless  thro' the  lapse   of  years, 


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O'er  life's  pathway  clouds  may  gath  -  er 
Oh!  more  ho  •  ly    and    more  ten-der 


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are      to    me.       For  like  sun-light    in  our  dwelling 

are      to    me.       Like  to    an  -  gels     in  our  dwelling 


Lov-ing  voi-ces  are  to 
Lov-ing  voi-ces  are  to 
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Music  pays  for  the  immense  power  that  has  been 
(iven  it;  it  awakens  more  than  any  other  art  the 
aentiment  of  the  infinite,  because  it  is  vague,  obscure, 
indeterminate  in  its  effects.  It  is  just  the  opposite  art 
to  sculpture,  which  bears  less  towards  the  infinite, 
bearase  everything  in  it  is  fixed  with  the  last  degree 
•f  precision.  Such  is  the  force,  and  at  the  same  time 
fte  feebleness,  of  music,  that  it  expresses  everything 
and  expresses  nothing  in  particular.  Sculpture,  on 
the  contrary,  scarcely  gives  rise  to  any  reverie,  for  it 
Nearly  represents  such  a  thing,  and  not  such  another. 


Music  does  not  paint ;  it  touches ;  it  puts  in  motion 
imagination — not  the  imagination  that  reproduces 
images,  but  that  which  makes  the  heart  beat,  for  it  is 
absurd  to  limit  imagination  to  the  domain  of  images. 
The '  heart,  once  touched,  moves  all  the  rest  of  our 
being;  thus  music,  indirectly,  and  to  a  certain  point, 
can  recall  images  and  ideas ;  but  its  direct  and  natural 
power  is  neither  on  the  representative  imagination  nor 
is  it  upon  the  intelligence ;  it  is  on  the  heart,  and  that 
is  an  advantage  sufficiently  beautiful. —  Victor  Cousin. 
Music,  the  medicine  of  the  breaking  heart, — Htcntt, 


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HAIL  AND  "FAREWELL! 


259 


Paktikg  Song. 
Mrs.  Chas.  BAKMAmo. 


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1.  Hail  and  farewell,  dear  com  -  pan   -  ions,  Friends  that  we  know  to     be  true; 

2.  Then  shall  our  hap -pi  -  ness,  wan   -   ing,  Chill  'neath  the  shad-ow  and       cloud? 


D.  C.    Hail  and  farewell,  dear  com  -  pan  -  ions.  Friends  that  we  know  to    be 


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Th'pastwith  its      ro  -  sy      to  -  mor  -  rows.     Days  when  our   sor-rows  were        few! 
Shall      the  high  heart  nev  -  er    daunt    -    ed,     Low     in    the    ash  -  es       be      bowed? 


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Th' past  with  its      ro  -  sy    to  -  mor    •  rows.   Days  when  our   sor-rows  were      few! 


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Not      if  Thy  words.  Divine  Mas       •       ter 


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Kind  deeds  must  ev  -  er    be  -  tok 


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Parting  Song  for  Graduation.    D.  C.  suy  be  sung  by  the  full  school,  as  nay  the  tntire  song, 


26o 


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The  one  instrument  that  comes  nearest  the  voice  in 
its  ability  to  interpret  musical  expression  is  not  the 
piano,  but  the  violin.  The  piano  is  only  an  improved 
harp.  Heretofore  young  girls  have  spent  laborious 
years  in  learning  how  to  play  the  piano,  an  accomplish- 
ment difficalc  to  acquire,  and  requiring  incessant  prac- 
tice to  retain  proficiency.  But  there  has  been  a 
change  lately  that  may  make  the  violin  as  popular 


among  women  as  the  piano  has  been.  Thousands  ol 
girls  are  now  learning  how  to  finger  the  strings.  The 
mastery  of  the  violin  is  easier  lo  obtain  than  that  ol 
the  piano,  and  does  not  require  so  much  strength  ol 
hand  and  wrist.  The  delicate  fingering  it  involves  is 
just  what  girls  can  more  easily  learn.  It  is  no  novel- 
ty for  women,  for  the  painters  of  the  middle  ages  repre- 
sented {he  angels  as  playing  on  viols  as  well  as  harps. 


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Soprano  Solo. 


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1.  Pleisure  climbs         to    ev  - 'ry  moun  -  tain,  Waves  in   ev    -     'ry    bush  and  tree.        Whispers 

2.  Ev  -  'ry  bios    -     som  round  us  spring  -  ing,  Sweet  to  smell,     and    fair  to    see.        Seems  with 
Vocal  Accompaniment. 


1.  Pleasure  climbs  to 

2.  Ev  -  'ry   bios  -  som 


ev  -'ry  moun-tain,     Waves  in    ev  -  'ry        bush  and  tree, 
round  us  springing,     Sweet  to  smell,  and        fair  to  see, 


in         each  bubbling  foun-tain,   O  how  sweet  this  world  can  be !       When  with  ear   -    liest  ray  of 
fra  -   grant  voices  sing  -  ing," O  how  fair    this  world  can  be  !"     E'en    in     tem  -  pests  wildly 


Whispers  in    each     bubbling  fountain,      O  how  sweet  this  world  can  be.         When  with  earliest 
Seems  with  fragrant    voices  sing  -  ing,     "  O  how  fair  this     world  can  be!"       E'en  in  tem  -  pests 


mom-ing,  All  things  wake    to  life  and    glee, 
burst  -  ing,  Nature  still        has  charms  for  me. 


Sparkling  fresh  they  hail  the  dawning,  O  how 
For  my  heart  securely  trusting.  Knows  whose 


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ray  of  morning.    All  things  wake  to  life  and  glee, 
wildly  bursting,     Nature  still  has  charms  for  me, 


Sparkling  fresh  they  hail  the  dawninj^ 
For  my  heart  se  -  curely  trusting. 


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world      this  world  must  be !  Knows  whose  world.  Knows  whose  world,  whose  world  this  world  must  be  \ 


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O  how  bright  this    world  can  be !  O  how  bright !      O  how  bright  this  world  can  be ! 

Knows  whose  world  this  world  must  be !  Knows  whose  world,  Knows  whose  world  this  world  must  be ! 


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261 


LOVELY  MAY. 


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Spahtsr  Mblodt. 


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1.  Love  -  ly     May,    love  -  ly    May,    Decks  the  world  with     blos-soms  gay;  "Come  ye      all, 

2.  Light  -  ly     pass,    light  .  ly    pass,    Thro'  the    nod  -  ding    mead  -  ow  grass,  Woodlands  bright, 

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woodlands  bright.  Wake  from  winter's  night. 


Sparkles  now  the     sun  -  ny  dale.  Fragrant  is    the 
Where  the  sil-ver   brooklet  flows.  Rippling  soft  -  ly 


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as        it      goes.     Will     we 


bird,      song    of     bird,        In 
rest,       will     we     rest,        In 


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Far  away !  Far  away ! 
Echo  in  the  rocks  at  play, 
Calleth  not,  Calleth  not. 
To  this  lonely  spot. 
Only  with  the  sea-bird's  note. 
Shall  our  dying  music  float  I 
Lightly  row !    Lightly  row  { 
Echo's  voice  is  low. 


3- 

Lightly  row!  Lightly  row! 
O'er  the  glassy  waves  we  go; 
Smoothly  glide !  Smoothly  glide 
On  the  silent  tide. 
Let  the  winds  and  waters  be 
Mingled  with  our  melody ; 
Sing  and  float!   Sing  and  float  | 
In  our  little  boat 


Lightly  row !    Lightly  row ! 
O'er  the  glassy  waves  we  go ; 
Smoothly  glide !  Smoothly  glide ! 
On  the  silent  tide. 
Let  the  winds  and  waters  be 
Mingled  with  our  melody  ; 
Sing  and  float !   Sing  and  float! 
In  our  little  boat. 


IF  EVER  I  SER 


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1.  If        ev  -  er    I         see.    On     bush    or 

2.  My    moth-er,    I      know.    Would  sor  -  row 

3.  And  when  they  can        fly.    In  the  bright  blue 


tree.  Young  birds  in      a      pret  -  ty 
so,  Should   I       be  sto  -  len  a 

sky  They'll  war- ble    a      song   to 


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I     must  not,    in    my    play,  Steal  the  birds   a  -     way.   To  grieve  their      moth-'er's    breast. 

So    I'll  speak  to    the   birds  In      my   soft  -  est  words.   Nor  hurt    them      in       my      play. 

And          then  if    I'm     sad.  It      will  make  me  so  glad,  .  To  think  they  are  hap  -  py  and  free. 


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CHRISTMAS  CAROL. 

I  Matttota. 


J.  M.  Nbalb. 
Thomas  Helmorb. 


I  [Son,  the 

1.  Christ  was  bom  on  Christmas  day.Wreathe  the  holly,  twine  the  bay,  Light  and  life  and  joy  is  He,  The  Babe,  the 

2.  He  is  born  to  set  us  tree;  He  is  bom  our  Lord  to  be;  Carol,  Christians,  joyfully;  The  God,  the  Lord,  by 

3.  Let  the  bright  red  berries  glow  Ev'ry  where  in  goodly  show,  Light  and  life  and  joy  is  he.  The  Babe,  the  Son,  the 


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Holy  One  of  Ma  -  ry.  "^ 

all  adored  for  ev-er.  >■  Christian  men,  rejoice  and  sing  ;'Tis  the  birth-day  of  our  King.  Carol,  Christians, 

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Ev-er,     Ev-er,     Af  •  ter    many     troubles  sore.  Mom  of  gladness  ever -more,  and  ever -more. 


Midnight  scarcely  passed  and  over.  Drawing  to  the  holy  mom ;  Very  '  early.    Very    early,  Christ  was  bom. 


Sing  out  with  uliss,  His  name  isthis:  Emmanuel!  As 'twas  foretold.  In  da]rs  of  old.   By      Gabriel. 


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CAROL,  BROTHERS,  CAROL. 

Semi-  Chorus. 


W.  A.  MCHLSMBBXC. 


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Ca  -  rol,  brothers,  ca  -  rol,     Ca  -  rol  joy-ful  -  ly,        Ca  -  rol  the  good  tidings,      Ca  -  rol  mer  -  ri  -  ly. 


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Ca-rol,  brothers,  ca-rol,      Ca  -  rol  joy-ful  -  ly,      Ca  -  rol  the  good  tidings,     Ca-rol  mer-ri  -  ly ;     And 


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2.  At        the  mer   -  ry  ta     -     ble  Think    of  those  who've 

3.  List  -  'ning  an    -    gel      mu    -     sic,  Dis  -   cord  sure    must 

4.  Let       our  hearts    re  -  spond  -  ing.  To        the    ser  -  aph 


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Boys  and  girls,  both  young  and  older  grown,  do  not 
miss  this  secret  of  happiness  for  yourselves  and  others : 
Be  kind — and  show  your  love  now!  Do  not  wait 
until  some  late  to-morrow ;  or  until  the  eclipse  of  death 
has  come  to  eyes  that  now  beam  with  a  light  clear  and 
bright  and  tender.  One  day  I  met  my  father  on  the 
road  to  town.  •'  I  wish  you  would  take  this  package 
to  the  village  for  me,  Jim,"  he  said  hesitatingly.  Now, 
I  was  a  boy  of  twelve,  not  fond  of  work,  and  jtist  out 
of  the  hay-field,  tired  and  hungry.  It  was  two  miles 
faito  town.  I  wanted  to  get  my  supper  and  to  dress  for 
singing  class.  My  first  impulse  was  to  refuse  and  to 
do  it  harshly,  for  I  was  vexed  that  he  shotlld  ask  me 
after  my  long  day's  work.  If  I  did  refose,  he  would 
go  himself.  He  was  a  gentle,  patient  old  man.  But 
something  stopped  me — one  of  God's  good  angels,  I 


thmk.  "  Of  course,  father,  I'll  take  it,"  I  sadd  heartily, 
giving  my  scythe  to  one  of  the  men.  He  gave  me  the 
package.  "  Thank  you,  Jim,"  he  said;  "  1  was  going 
myself,  but  somehow  I  don't  feel  very  strong  to-day." 
He  walked  with  me  to  the  road  that  turned  off  to 
town,  and  as  he  left  he  put  his  hand  on  my  arm  saying, 
"  Thank  you,  my  son.  You've  always  been  a  go(xi 
boy  to  me,  Jim."  I  hurried  into  town  and  back  agam. 
When  I  came  near  the  house,  I  saw  a  crowd  of  farm- 
bands  at  the  door.  One  of  them  came  to  me,  the 
tears  rolling  down  his  face.  "Your  father! "  he  said. 
"  He  fell  dead  just  as  he  reached  the  house.  The  last 
words  he  spoke  were  to  you."  I  am  an  old  man,  now, 
but  I  have  thanked  God  over  and  over  again,  in  all  the 
years  that  have  passed  since  that  hour ;  and  those  last 
wcrds  were,  "  You've  always  been  a  good  boy  to  me." 


FATHER  JOE." 


Fribdrich  von  Flotow. 


1.  Gliding  'mid  the  poor  and  low  -  ly,  With  his  voice  so  sad  and  low.  On  a  mission  pure  and  ho  -  ly 

2.  Tho'  the  life  ebb  fast   and  fast  -  er,  Tho'  the  Reaper  Death  be  nigh.  Still  he  whispers  of  his  Mas  -  ter 

3.  I   have  seen  him  earnest  pleading  Till  his  winning  voice  did  fail;  And  the  lost  sheep  gently  leading, 

4.  I   have  seen  him  tired  returning  Thro'  the  lonely  midnight  way,  I  have  known  him  till  the  morning 


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,  contented.  Father  Joe.  When  the  sunbeams  gild  the  river.  When  the  clouds  are  black  with  niin, 

watching  from  the  sky.    And  the  crown  that  waits  in  Heaven — "  Come,  my  brother,  ere  too  late !" 

his  cheek  was  wan  and  pale. "  God  shall  raise  the  meek.in  spirit,  He  the  haughty  shall  bring  low, 

and  guide,  and  toil  and  pray.  Oh !  God  grant  that  where  the  fountains  Of  His  mercy  ev  -  er    flow, 


Sits  he  by  the  couch  of  fever,  By  the  weary  bed  of  pam. 
Till  the  sin  -  ner  stands  forgiven  At  the  bright,  eter  -  nal  gate, 
And  the  poor  rich  joys  inherit ! "  Hear  our  loving  Father  Joe, 
Far  beyond  the  distant  mountains  I  may  meet  dear  Father   Joe, 


By  the  wea  -  ry  bed  of 
At  the  bright,  e  -  ter  -  nal 
Hear  our  lov  -  ing  Father 
I     may    meet  dear  Father 


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Joe. 

Joe. 


The  hands  are  such  dear  hands ;  they  are  so  full ; 
they  turn  at  our  demands  so  often;  they  reach  out,  with 
trifles  scarcely  thought  about,  so  many  times ;  they  do 
»o  very  many  things  for  me,  for  you — if  their  fond 
wills  mistake  we  may  well  bend,  not  break.  They 
are  such  fond,  frail  lips  that  speak  to  us.  Pray,  if 
love  strips  them  of  discretion  many  times,  or  if  they 
speak  too  slow  or  quick,  such  things  we  may  pass  by; 
for  we  may  see  days  not  far  oflF  when  those  small  words 
may  be  held  not  as  slow,  or  quick,  or  out  of  place, 
but  dear,  because  the  lips  are  no  more  here.  They 
■re  such  dear,  familiar  feet  that  go  along  the  path  with 
oars — feet  fast  or  slow,  and  trying  to  keep  pace — if 
they  mistake,  or  tread  upon  some  flower  that  we  would 


take  upon  our  breast,  or  bruise  some  reed  or  crush 
poor  Hope  until  it  bleed,  we  may  be  mute,  not  turning 
quickly  to  impute  grave  fault :  for  they  and  we  have 
such  a  little  way  to  go — can  be  together  such  a  little 
whUe  along  the  way — we  will  be  patient  while  we 
may.  So  many  little  faults  we  find ;  we  see  them,  for 
not  blind  is  Love.  We  see  them;  but  if  you  and  I 
perhaps  remember  them  some  by-and-by  they  will  not  be 
faults  then — grave  faults—  to  you  and  me,  but  just  odd 
ways — mistakes,  or  even  less — remembrances  to  bless. 
Days  change  so  many  things — yes,  hours  ; 
We  see  so  differently  in  suns  and  showers. 

Mistaken  works  to-night 

May  be  so  cherished  by  to-morrow's  U^tt^ 

We  may  be  patient :  for  we  know 

There's  such  a  little  way  to  go. 


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2.  There's  Nellie  with  her  golden  hair,  Time  cannot  make  her  face  less  fair !    And  Willie's  voice  is 

3.  She  thinks  they  love  her  still,  and  wait,  As  long  ago —  if  she  were  late — They'd  wait  and  call  her 


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by  her  name,  Nor  were  content    until  she  came,       And  gladly  would  she  join  their  band,  And 

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A  FALSK  Tiew  of  life  is  our  radical  defect.  Our 
political  problems  always  hinge  on  some  money 
problem,  our  educational  system  looks  primarily  to 
the  fitting  of  men  for  money-getting,  for  our  young  men 
even  success  means  riches,  and  our  very  worship 
implies  that  the  poor  are  unfit  for  the  kingdom  of 
Heaven.  Thus  we  lose  sight  of  man  and  think  only 
of  money ;  increase  our  wealth,  while  faith  and  hope 
and  love  and  intelligence  diminish.  We  build  great 
cities  to  be  inhabited  by  little  men,  are  keen  to  drive 
a  bai^ain  and  slow  to  recognize  a  noble  man.  We 
have  eyes  for  bank  notes,  and  move  dumb  and  un- 
raised  beneath  the  starlit  heavens.  If  it  were  possible 
that  a  great  philosopher  or  poet  should  arise  among 
us,  some  foreigner  would  have  to  point  him  out  to 


os;  but  we  know  cur  own,  our  men  of  boundless 
wealth,  whom  we  envy  and  despise.  So  long  as  our 
whole  national  life-struggle  continues  to  be  carried 
on  around  this  single  point  of  finance,  what  hope  is 
there  of  avoiding  fatal  conflicts  ?  The  rich  will 
worship  their  god  Mammon  alone,  and  the  poor  will 
plot  and  scheme  to  shatter  the  idol ;  and  mechanical 
contrivances,  such  as  arbitration  boards  and  legis- 
lative enactments,  will  leave  the  root  ot  the  evil  un- 
touched. It  is  essential  that  we  should  know  that 
the  real  and  final  test  of  a  government,  as  of  a 
religion,  is  the  kind  of  man,  and  not  the  amount  of 
money,  it  produces.  We  must  return  to  the  ideals 
of  our  forefathers,  who  preferred  freedom,  intelli- 
gence and  strength  to  wealth. — Bishop  Spaulding. 


A  GREENNESS  LIGHT  AND  TENDER. 


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2.  The  grass  springs  in  the  val  -  ley,  The    hill-side  clothes  a  -  main. 


It      is      the  new  year's 
The  bird  -  song  from  the 


gladness      Re  -  turn -ing  once  a  -  gain.  Re  -  tum-ingonce  a  -  gain, 
bushes        Of    nest  -ing  tells  a  -  gain.   Of    nest  -  ing  tells  a  -   gain. 

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A  CHRISTMAS   HYMN. 


•T)oAj«  Stbket." 
Eleanor  A.  Hunter. 


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From  ev  -  'ry  spire  on  Christmas  Eve,  The  Christmas  bells  ring  clearly  out  Their  message  of  good  • 
A  thousand  blessed  mem'ries  throng,  The  stars  are  ho  -  ly  signs  to  them.  And  from  the  eyes  of 
To  whom  that  sto  -  ry,  old  and  sweet.  Is  but  a  fa  -  ble  at  the  best,  The  Christmas  music 
That  they,  at  last,  may  see  the  light  Which  shines  from  Bethlehem,  and  unfold  For  Christ  the  treasures 


will  and  peace,  With  many  a  call  and  sil  -  ver  shout.  For  faithful  hearts,  the  angels'  song  Still  echoes 
ev  -  'ry  child  Looks  forth  the  Babe  of  Bethlehem  ;  But  there  are  others,  not  like  these, Whose  brows  are 
mocks  their  ears.  And  life  has  naught  of  joy  or  rest.  Oh !  for  an  angel's  voice  to  pierce  The  clouds  of 
of  their  hearts,  Richer  than  spi  -  cer  -  y     or    gold.  Hope  of  the   ages,  draw  Thou  near, 'Till  all  the 


the  frost  -  y  air,  And  by  the  al  -  tar  low  they  bow,  In  ad  -  o  -  ra  -  tion  and  in  prayer. 
sad,whose  hopes  are  cross'd,To  whom  the  season  brings  no  cheer,  And  life's  most  gracious  chai-m  is  lost, 
grief  that  o'er  them  rise.  The  mists  of  doubt  and  un- belief.  That  veil  the  blue  of  Christmas  skies, 
earth  shall  own  Thy  sway,  And  when  Thou  reign' st  in  ev'ry  heart  It  will,  indeed,  be  Christmas  day. 


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"  Ortonvii-lk." 
Thomas  Hastings. 


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2.  While  thro'  our  land   fair  free  -  dora's  song  Our      fa  -  thers  raise    to 

3.  The   past   with  bless-ings  from    Thy  hand.  Was   rich  -  ly    scat  -  tered 

4.  Oh,    may    the    fu  -  ture  be      as  bright,  Nor      be    Thy   fa  -  vors 


rise ;  O 

Thee;  Our 

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less  Re- 


from  Thy  heavenly  courts  descend.  And  bless  the  sac  -  ri  -  fice,.  And  bless  the  sac  -  ri  -  fice ! 
ac  -  cents  shall  the  notes  prolong;  We  children,  too,  are  free.  We  children,  too,  are  free! 
numerous  as  the  countless  sand  That  spreads  the  ocean  shore.  That  spreads  the  ocean  shore, 
splendent  with  the  glorious  light   Of  peace  and  happi  -  ness,    Of   peace  and  hap -pi  -  ness. 


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A  little  word  in  kindness  said, 
A  motion  or  a  tear,  [sad. 

Has  often  healed  the  heart  that's 
And  made  a  friend  sincere. 


A  word,  a  look,  has  crushed  to  earth, 
Full  many  a  budding  flower; 

Which,  had  a  smile  but  own'd  its  birth. 
Would  bless  hfe's  darkest  hour, 


Then  deem  it  not  an  idle  thing, 
A  pleasant  word  to  speak; 

The  face  you  wear,  the  tho'ts  you 
A  heart  may  heal  or  break,  [brings 


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3.  Home  joys  divine,  home  joys  so  pure,    Loveev-er  faithful  and  love  ev-er  sure;     AU  that  is  brave, 


all  that  is  fair,  Love  now  triumphant  forev-er  unites.  Champion  of  virtue,  boldly  advance.  Flower  of 


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MONARCH  OF  THE  WOODS. 


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2.  How  oft  the  monarch  of  the  woods,  Upon  a  summer's  day,    Has  seen  the  merry  children 

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sport,    And  'neath  its  shadow  play ;  From  youth  to  manhood  they  spring  up,  And  old  age  comes  at 


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glow,      And       i    -    vy  clothes  his    leaf  -  less  form   Thro'  win  -  ter's    frost  and  snow :  King 
last,        Then  green  grass  waves  up  -  on  their  graves,  And     all   life's  dreams  are  past !     Yet 

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Time,  the  conqueror  of      all.       He    bold  -  ly    doth     de  -  fy,       For  green  and  hearty  will  he 
stronger  grows  the  mighty  tree,      In     hale    and  heart  -  y  prime.  And  stands  the  monarch  of  the 


stand  When  a 
woods,  De  -  fy 
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ges   have  gone      by, 
ing    age    and     time. 


Green     and  heart -y,    green 
Stands    the  mon-arch    of 


and  heart 
the  woods, 


-y. 

the 


heart  -  y   will   he    stand.  When  a  -  ges  have  gone  by.     When    a 
mon-arch  of   the  woods,  De  -  fy  -  ing  age  and  time,      De   -   fy 


ges  have 
ing  age 


gone      by. 
and     time. 


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Eaut  Impressions.— Much  stress  should  be  laid 
^>on  the  fact  that  the  youthful  memory,  being  ex- 
ceedingly tenacious,  impressions  made  upon  the  child 
Iw-e  likely  to  be  indelible.  The  great  incidents  in 
the  history  of  the  Israelites  were  woven  into  song, 
and  these  eucharistic  epics  were  required  to  be  dili- 
gently tought  to  their  children.  So,  in  the  present 
day,  the  simple  doctrines  and  thrilling  events  of 
Christianity  should  be  wrought  into  verse  and  im- 
pressed upon  the  mind  of  the  teacher  by  the  power 
of  music.  Truths  thus  inculcated  will  cling  to  the 
S0«1  forever.    We  all  know  that  cherished  memories 


of  home  and  friends  are  ours  with  such  enduring 
vividness  that  the  record  can  never  be  effaced.  But 
in  all  the  reminiscences  of  days  gone  by  there  is- 
nothing  that  so  haunts  the  spirit  as  the  songs  to  which 
we  were  accustomed  in  childhood.  The  sweet  tones 
of  a  mother's  voice  will  live  and  speak  in  the  heart 
long  after  the  voice  has  been  hushedi^o  silence.  The 
recollection  of  the  hymns  which  were  first  heard 
amid  the  throng  of  worshipers  in  the  city,  or  in  the 
embowered  country  church,  will  remain  in  morning 
freshness  long  after  the  sanctuary  has  mouldered  into 
ruins.    We  may  cross  oceans,  and  wander  in  foreigik 


FOLLOW  ME.  FULL  OF  GLEE. 


MOVBKBNT  SOMG. 


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1.  Chil-drengo,     to    and  fro,     In     a     mer - ry,  pret -ty  row:  Footsteps  light,  fa- ces bright, 

2.  Birds  are  free,   so    are   we.     And  we  live    as  hap  -pi  -  ly ;  Work  we   do,     study,   too, 

3.  Work  is  done,  play's  be-  gun.  Now  we  have  our  laugh  and  fun :  Hap-py  days,  pret-  ty  plays. 


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*Tis  a  hap-py,  hap-  py  sight ;  Swiftly  tum-ing  round  and  round,  Do  not  look  up-  on  the  ground; 
Learning  dai-ly  something  new ;  Then  we  laugh,  and  dance,  and  sing,  Gay  as  birds  or  an-  y  -  thing. 
And  no  naughty,  naughty  ways.  Helding  fast  each  oth-  er's  hand.  We're  a  hap-  py,  cheerful  band  ; 


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Sing-ing  mer-ri-ly,  mer-ri-  ly,  mer-ri-  ly, 


Fol-low  me,   full   of  glee.  Sing  -  ing  mer  -  ri-  ly 
Fol-low   me,   full   of  glee,  Sing  -  ing  mer 
Fol-low  me,   full   of  glee.  Sing  -  ing  mer 


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Sing-ing  mer-ri-  ly,  roer-ri-  ly,  mer-ri-  ly.  Follow  me,    full  of  glee,    Sing  -  ing  mer  »  ri  -  ly. 


tiimes;  the  erect  frame  may  be  bowed  with  the 
weight  of  years,  and  raven  ringlets  may  be  changed 
to  locks  of  snowy  whiteness;  but  the  old  home- 
songs  heard  in  the  distance  in  the  still  morning,  or 
sung  by  ourselves  in  some  calm  hour  of  reflection, 
or  by  the  home-circle  on  a  winter's  evening,  will 
bring  around  us  the  friends  and  the  scenes  of  other 
days  and  of  far-off  lands;  and  while  the  dim  eye 
of  age  sparkles  with  unwonted  brilliancy,  the  heart 
will  beat  with  the  buoyancy  of  early  youth.  It  is  not 
ak  all  improbable  that  the  songs  learned  in  the  nur* 


sery,  or  around  the  fireside,  will  be  used  by  the  Holy- 
Spirit  in  after  years  as  the  means  of  conversion  to  a 
better  life,  it  may  be,  to  our  final  salvation  from  end- 
less ruin.  On  the  contrary,  bacchanalian  or  ribald 
songs,  which  are  apt  to  be  learned  and  used  by  those 
who  are  unaccustomed  to  religious  melodies,  are,  in  the 
hands  of  the  Destroyer,  a  potent  means  of  ruin.  ShalL 
we  quietly  allow  this  tremendous  power  to  pass  into- 
the  hands  of  the  enemy,  or  shall  we  not  eagerly  seize: 
upon  it  as  our  lawful  right,  and  wield  it  for  the  good  of 
our  race  and  the  glory  of  our  Qo^t— Service  of  Songa 


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CHILDREN'S  SONGS. 


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1.  Winkum,  Winkum,  shut  your  eye,  Sweet  my  ba-  by,     lul  -  la  -  by.     For  the  dews  are  falling  soft, 

2.  Chickens  long  have  gone  to  rest,  Birds  lie  snug  with  -  in  their  nest.    And  my  birdie   soon  will  be 


Lights  are  flickering  up  a  •  loft,  And  the  head-light's  peeping  over    Yonder  hill-topcapp'd  with  clover. 
Sleeping  like  a  chick -a- dee;  For  with  on-ly    half    a       try,     Winkimi,  Winkum  shuts  her  eye. 


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THE  LITTLE   BEE. 


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1.  The  lit  •  tie    busy    bee     Abroad  doth  roam  thro' all  the  day,   On    airy  wing  thro' meadows  gay,  To 

2.  Who  taught  it  thus  to  roam    Amid   the  riches  of  the  field  ?  And  from  the  flowers  that  sweets  do  jrield.  To 

3.  It  learned  from  God  alone,  He  put  the  sweets  within  tlje  flower.  He  sends  the  bee  to  drain  its  store,  And 


bring  its    honey  home,      To     bring  its  honey   home.      To      bring 


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THE   CRICKET. 


'•{ci?::hg:S!?!|wS^^:n;^:}L^"lecrick^   Inthethicket,   Chirp,  chirp,   chin,. 
-{'cSictlSchi?!   ^^IL":^^^^^   Inthethicket.   Chirp,  chirp,   chirp, 


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Little  cricket  In  the  thicket,  Chirp,  chirp,    chirp.      Cricket  in  the  thicket.     Chirp,  chirp,    chirp ! 


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Faith  and  hope  and  love  are  the  only  eternal 
things.  These  are  the  three  eternal  elements  of  man's 
being.  Cultivate  kindness  of  heart  here  and  there. 
You  must  do  this  in  reference  to  the  good  time  com- 
ing. You  must  always  be  looking  forward  to  some- 
thing better.  If  we  do  not  look  forward,  we  fail  in 
one  of  the  requisites  of  immortal  being.  Hope  and 
love  and  faith  must  be  trained,  or  no  man  can 
come  into  closer  relations  with  God.  We  must 
not  keep  religion  for  Sunday,  and  ignore  it  the  other 


six  days.  We  must  saturate  ourselves  and  our  work 
with  religion.  God's  children  we  are  all  the  time. 
You  can  pull  a  boat,  or  practice  at  a  piano,  or  take 
the  baby  to  ride,  with  that  same  spirit  with  which  an 
archangel  goes  to  his  duties.  We  should  make  life  a 
joy,  moving  and  being  in  God  and  for  God.  I  have 
not  spoken  to  you  as  students,  but  as  children  of  a 
common  Father,  who  gives  us  strength,  and  leads 
us,  <3ne  step  at  a  time,  forward  if  we  will,  to  the 
empire  of  perfect  life. — Hev.  Edward  Everett  Hale, 


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COME,  COME  QUICKLY  ^SSIKS:. 


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Altegretto  e  Staccato.  ^_  ^     ^        i- 

I.  Come,  come  quickly  a- way  !  Soft  winds  chide  our  de-lay;  Night's  call  let  us  o-bey,  Comea- 
2.  All,  all,  circled  in  rest.  On  earth'sboun-ti  -  ful  breast,  Our  soft  slumbers  be  blest,  While  we 
3.  Then  shall  beam  on  our  sight,  Morn,  mora,  dewy  andbright,Ourhearts,hap-py  and  light,  Hail  the 


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way;  Night,  night,  welcome 'to  thee;  Our  sleep  gen -tie  shall  be;  Come,  come,  hap-py  and  free, 
dream.  Shad  -ows  dark'ningtheplain,  Moonbeams  kissing  the  main.  Till  comes  morning  a- gain, 
day!      Flow'rs  a  -  dorn-ing  the  green,  No  dark  cloud  intervene,  While  we're  crowning  our  queen, 

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Cornea  -  way!    Hark!hark!soft-lyandclear,  Come  a  -    way!  Sweet  sounds  steal  on  the  ear: 

With  bright  beam.  Hark!  hark!  soft- ly  and  clear.  Come  a  -    way!  Sweet  sounds  steal  on  the  ear: 

Queen  of    May.     Hark!hark!soft-lyandclear,  Come  a  -    way  I  Sweet  sounds  steal  on  the  ear: 
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quickly     a-way!  Soft  vnnds  chide  our  de- lay;  Night's  call  let   us     o-bey;  Come  a-   way! 


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GUIDE  ME,  GREAT  JEHOVAH. 


F.  Herold. 
Prayer  from  "  ZAUtA." 


fnr^M  jij  j^ 


5-H-B 


1.  Guide  me,      O   Thou  great  Je    •    ho  -  vah !  Pil  -  grim  through  this        bar-ren    lands 

2.  Op-  en       now    the   crys  -  tal      fountain,  Whence  the    heal  -  ing         wa  -  ters    flow; 

3.  When  I        tread  the  verge    01      Jor  -  dan,  Bid     my     anx  -  ious       fears   sub  -  side; 


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I       am     weak,  but  Thou    art     might  -  y,  Hold  me      with 
Let    the       fier  -    y,  cloud  -  y        pil  -   lar  Lead   me       all 
Bear   me  through  the  swell  -  ing      cur  -  rent.  Land  me      safe 

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Thy      power  -  ful    hand : 
my        jour  -  ney  through: 
on    _  Ca  -  naan's  side : 


Bread  of  Heav  -  en,  Bread  of  He:^v  -  en.  Feed  me  now 
Strong  De  -  liv  -  'rer.  Strong  Da  -  liv  -  'rer.  Be  Thou  still 
Songs  of  prais  -  es.       Songs    of     prais  -  es,      I      will  ev  • 


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and  ev  -  cr  -  more, 
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CALM  WAS  THE  NIGHT 


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A.  S.  SuLtrvAif. 
Charlatts  Elliott. 


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1.  Calm  was  the  hallowed  night !  Dis  -  cord  al  -  lay'd.  Valley  and  mountain  height  Slumber'd  in  shade. 

2.  Sud  -  den-lyroundthemshone,Far  thro' the  night.  Dazzling  to  look  up  -  on,  Splendors  of    light; 


Roofed  by  Heav'n's  azure  fair,  Making  their  flocks  their  care,  Shepherds  in  open  air.  Tranquilly  stayed. 
Then  drew  an  angel  near.  And  to  al  -  lay  their  fear,  Poured  on  their  ravished  ear  Words  of  de- light. 


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Ne'er  since  the  world  began 

Angels  of  God 
Music  so  sweet  to  man 

Sounded  abroad; 
On  that  auspicious  mom, 
Changing  ou-J  btate  forlorn, 
Christ  as  s  babe  was  bom, 

Jesus  the  Lord! 


Well  might  the  tidings  told, 

Chon's  unseen. 
Waken  your  harps  of  gold. 

Wondrous  their  sheen ! 
Sweet  rang  your  minstrelsy, 
"Glory  to  God  on  high!" 
"  Peace  on  earth,"  amnesty, 
"Good-will  towards  men ! " 


Well  might  the  Shepherds  hast^ 

Eager  as  we. 
Ere  yet  the  night  was  past. 

This  sight  to  see ; 
Where  light  the  meteor  sbc^ 
Well  might  the  Magi  tread. 
Joyful,  the  path  that  led. 

Saviour,  to  Thecl 


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The  Toice  glides  on  at  its  own  sweet  will  in  speak- 
ing, obeying  no  rule  whatever,  whilst  in  song  it  springs 
or  drops  from  one  tone  to  the  next  over  strictly  measured 
gaps.  In  singing,  short  syllables  are  lengthened  out 
and  cease  in  fact  to  be  short,  and,  except  in  certain 
kinds  of  dramatic  singing  and  in  recitative,  the  accent 
naturally  falls  on  the  vowels  and  not  on  the  consonants. 
In  speaking,  only  the  lower  third  of  the  voice  is  em- 
ployed as  a  rule,  whilst  in  singing  the  greatest  effect 
IS  generally  produced,  except  in  the  case  of  contraltos 


and  basses,  by  the  use  of  the  upper  and  middle  noteSt 
In  speech  the  range  of  tone,  even  in  the  most  excitable 
persons,  hardly  ever  exceeds  half  an  octave;  in  singing 
the  average  compass  is  two  octaves.  Singing  tends  to 
preserve  purity  of  language,  the  rules  which  govern 
the  utterance  of  every  note  also  affecting  the  articulate 
element  combined  with  it  and  keeping  the  words  cast 
in  fixed  forms — a  stereotype  of  sound,  if  I  may  venture 
the  metaphor.  Speech,  on  the  other  hand,  like  hand- 
writing, is  always  changing. — Sir  Morell  Mackenzie^ 


NOW  I  LAY  ME  DOWN  TO  SLEEP. 


Andante  con  molto  espressione. 


Hbmrt  R.  Ali^en. 


I  \^ 

1.  Near  the  camp-fire's  flick'ring  light, 

2.  Sad  -  ly  sings  the  whip-poor-will 

3.  'Mid  those  stars  one  face  I   see— 

4.  Fainter  grows  the  flick'ring  light. 


In    my  blanket  bed  I      lie. 
In  the  boughs  of  yonder  tree. 
One  the  Saviour  called  away^ 
As  each  ember  slowly  dies; 


Gazing  thro'  the  shades  of 
Laughingly  the  dancing 
Moth  -  er,  who  in  infan- 
Plain  -  lively  the  birds  of 


night 
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night 


At  ( he  twinkling  stars  on  high. 
Swells  the  midnight  melo  -  dy. 
Taught  my  baby  lips  to  pray. 
Fill  the  air  with  sadd'ning  cries. 


O'er  me  spirits  in  the  air  Si  -  lent  vig  :  lis 
Foeman  may  be  lurking  near  In  the  canyon 
Her  sweet  spirit  hovers  near.  In  the  lone  -  ly 
O  -  ver  me  they  seem  to  cry :  '*  You  may  nev  -  er 


seem  to  keep, 
dark  and  deep, 
moun  -  tain  brake, 
more     a  -  wake." 


As  I  breathe  my  childhood's  prayer,      "  Now    I    lay  me  down  to 
Low  I  breathe  in  Je  -  sus'     ear :  •   "I  pray  the  Lord  my  soul  to 
Take  me  to  her,  Saviour     dear,     "  If    I   should  die  before   I 
Low   I  lisp :  "  If  I  should    die,        I  pray  the  Lord  my  soul  to 

=1  ^f-.r--r,r  .r- 


sleep." 

keep." 

wake." 

take." 


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Coda  {  after  last  verse.)    Softly  and  tenderly. 


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I      pray    the    Lord     my    soul        to      take." 

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I       should  die     be  -  fore     I      wake. 


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NEVER  ALONE. 


'    Fbrd.  Silcrss. 
KossiTBR  W.  Raymond,  by  per. 


Far  out  on  the  des  -  o  -  late  bil  -  low,  The  sail  -  or  sails  the  sea ; 
Far  down  in  the  earth's  dark  bosom,  The  min  -  er  mines  the  ore ; 
Forth  in  -  to  the  dread  -  ful  bat -tie  The  steadfast  sol  -  dier  goes; 
Lord,  grant  as  we  sail   life's  ocean.  Or  delve  in  its  mines  of    woe ; 


Alone  with  the  night  and  the 
Death  lurks  in  the  dark    be  - 
No    kiss    when  he  lies    a  - 
Or    fight  in  its  ter-ri-ble 


Chorus. 


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•  est,  Where  countless  dan  -  gers  be; 
him,  And  hides  in  the  rock  be  -  fore; 
ing  No  hand,  his  eyes  to  close; 
flict,  This  com  -  fort     all       to    know, 


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Yet  nev-er  a -lone  is  the 

Yet  nev-er  a -lone  is  the 

Yet  nev-er  a -lone  is  the 

That  nev-er  a -lone  is  the 


Christian, 
Christian, 
Christian, 
Christian, 


Who 
Who 
Who 
Who 


H-N-l^- 


For  God  is  a  friend  un  -  fail  -  ing,  And  God  is  ev  -  'ry  -  where 


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JESUS  IS  MINE. 


T.  E.  Perkins. 

HORATIUS    60NAX, 


Tenderly.  "'   |  "^      "»-  "        >— ^  "'I  I  ^  ^     | 

1.  Fade,fade  each  earthly  j  oy,  Je  -  sus  is  mine!  Break  ev-'ry  ten-der    tie,  Je  •  sus  is  mine! 

2.  Tempt  not  my  soul  away,     Je  -  sus  is  mine !  Here  would  I  ev  -  er  stay,  Je  -  sus  is  mine ! 

3.  Farewell,  mortal  -  i  -  ty,    Je  -  sus  is  mine !  Welcome,  e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty,  Je  -  sus  is  mine ! 


*^^S3-:*± 


Dark  is  the  wilderness,  Earth  hath  no  resting  place,  Je  -  sus  a  -  lone  can  bless,  je  -  sus  is 
Per  -  isli  -  ing  things  of  clay.  Bom  but  for  one  brief  day.  Pass  from  my  heart  away,  Je  -  sus  is 
Welcome,  O  loved  and  blest,Welcome,  sweet  scenes  of  rest,  Welcome,  my  Savior's  breast,  Jesus  is 


mme! 
mine! 
mine! 


^-^ 


-^-#- 


^    0   ^-f- 


i=: 


g-trlp- 


1 — I- 


;»  kl  -jgii^cig 


m 


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The  Dark  Angel  of  Death  was  standing  outside 
the  musician's  door,  for  little  Anita,  Maestro  Nar- 
ditti's  child,  was  fading  away ;  no  tears,  no  prayers, 
could  avail,  not  even  Carissima's  lovely  voice.  Ca- 
rissima's  voice  was  hushed;  the  Maestro  had  no 
heart  to  take  up  his  dearly-loved  violin  and  play  to 
soothe  his  sorrow,  as  he  had  done  many  years  ago 
when  his  wife  died  and  left  this  little  one  behind. 
Heaven  had  given  him  the  divine  gift  of  genius  and 
had  bidden  him  call  aloud  to  the  world.  So  Caris- 
sima  and  he  had  played  aloud    together   through 


sickness,  through  sorrow  and  roccess,  and  throagjb 
all  the  changing  scenes  of  life  they  had  been  faiS- 
ful  friends.  They  had  just  come  back  from  the 
crowded  hall ;  the  people  said  that  never  before  had 
the  Maestro  played  so  beautifully,  and  that  never  be- 
fore had  the  violin's  voice  sounded  so  mournful  and 
pathetic.  Well,  you  see,  they  did  not  know  the 
reason,  but  we  do ;  for  both  were  thinking  of  the  little 
dying  girl,  and  how  could  their  thoughts  be  anything 
but  sorrowful,  or  the  outward  expression  of  those 
thoughts  be  anything  but  mournful  ?     The  father  was 


;^ 


THE  TIME  OF  THE  SINGING  OF  BIRDS. 


George  Barker. 


frr^i  ''h^^^^rmu^^^^^S 


1.  The  timeofthesing-ing    of  birds    is  come,     The       trees      are  robed  in  green;       The 

2.  A  -   way     in     wood  -  lands  wide  and  deep     The       shad  -  owy  grass  bends  low.     Be-fore 

3.  But     not    o'er  meadow  and  wood  a  -  lone  Doth  their  spell      of   beau-ty  steal ;  There  are 


f-  f^m  ^.g  -r-f-  -ffi. 


-m-^ 


mit&i 


i 


=p=t^ 


:& 


r^ 


w  \^ 


>  9 


te  M  >r  r  «n  Jl 


J  ,^A.. 


3^ 


^^\:'.V'^m 


^T^^^ii^-^ 


flow'rs  un  -  fold  their  tints  ofgold.  And  the  fair     pink  maybe  seen;    O'er     all  the  land  doth  a 
winds  that  creepwheredaisiessleep.  And  the  dainty  wind-flow'rs  blow.    And    deep  in  the  heart  of  th# 
hu  -  man  hearts  whose  bit- ter  smarts  Its       smile  hath  power  to  heal.     The    time  of  the  singing  of 


^^TCTl 


^ 


i«=^c 


i^iU: 


g 


^ 


k  t^ 


pp  c'eij  j^^Mj^^^l^J  U^ 


K  r    r 


f 


prom  -  ise  lie,  The  her  -  aid  of  Sum-mer's  reign ; 
dim  old  woods  The  sun -beams  fair  have  strayed; 
birds     is   come.   And  we  pause  in  our  wea  -  ry    way. 


At  the  gold  -  en  beat  of  her 
Like  shafts  of  light  they  have 
While  the  sad  hearts   thrill  and  the 


^ 


*    g_f— frjg 


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W  hb£'- 


^ 


£ 


» — »- 


i 


m 


^ 


■^rd  verse.  /^ 


Hszils 


q5f=J^ 


i^ 


t    ^'* 


-rr 


f 

fly  -  ing  feet      The        old    Earth  smiles 
pierced  the  night  By  the  arch  -  ing    bran 
sad  eyes  fill      At  the 


a  -  gam. 
ches  made. 


w 


^   k  L   L  ^^^^^~r — r~tt 


breath  of   the  scented  May, 

I fit    0t  0 


¥    ¥    \/ 


'¥    '¥ 


•weeping  by  his  child's  bedside.  But  she  said,  "Do 
not  weep,  sing  to  me — sing  me  to  sleep,  for  I  am  so 
weary,  dear  father,  and  the  evening  has  been  so  long 
without  thee."  Then  he  rose  and  he  played  to  her, 
and  she  closed  her  eyes  and  listened  happily  to  Ca- 
rissima's voice.  It  sang  a  song  without  words — ^the 
music  alone  told  fhe  tale — of  a  pure  young  life,  too 
pure  for  earth,  and  therefore  to  be  taken  away  to  that 
teir  land  where  only  the  good  and  pure  and  true 
dwell.  Yet  it  was  hard  to  leave  the  earth,  harder 
Still  to  leave  the  dear  ones  behind,  and  to  know  that 


they  would  be  desolate;  and  here  the  violin's  voice 
sobbed  and  trembled  as  if  from  sorrow,  and  the 
melody  came  sadder  and  softer,  as  describing  the 
very  parting  which  was  soon  to  take  place ;  then  the 
lingering  notes  died  away,  and  the  Maestro's  hand 
was  still.  "  Is  that  all  ?"  murmured  the  child;  "oh, 
play  again."  Once  more,  and  the  air  resounded  with  a 
psalm  of  triumph — the  same  melody,  but  no  longer  soft 
or  sad,  for  the  gates  of  that  Fair  Land  were  opened 
wide,  and  amidst  this  jubilant  strain  the  child  had 
passed  away  with  the  Angel  of  Yi^s&i.-~Belgravia% 


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A  SPRING  SONG. 

Allegretto  mederato. 


siae. 


CiRO  PiNsrm. 


^^-v—  ^^  -   -   .   -    .    -   -^  - 

1.  I       sat     be-neath  the     ma  -  pies     old,   The  meads  were  shot  with  green  and  gold.  And 

2.  The  bus  -  y     bab  -  bling   wa  -  ter  -  fall     Me  -  lo  -  dious  -  ly     kept  time    to       all,  The 

3.  O    love  -  ly,    love  -  ly,     love-  ly  spring!   O    robed    in  sunbeams !  bridegroom,  king  I  Breathe 


un  -  der-neath  my  feet  there  rolled  The  lit  -  tie  sil  -  v'ry  Gad;  The  cuck-oo  and  the 
rich  May  mu  -  sic  mys  -  ti  -  cal,  Toned  to  the  fresh-'ning  air;  Each  rip  -  'ning  bud  that 
on      my  heart  and  bid  me  sing,  Or     rath  -  er    praise  and  pray ;   For      em  -  blems  are  these 


thrush  were  sing  -  ing,  singing,  singing,  The  sheep  bells  on  the  hills  were  nngmg,  nnging, 
O  -  pen,  fresh -ly  o  -  pen  flies,  Seemed  gasping  with  a  gay  sur-prise,  a  gay  sur - 
sun    -    ny,  bright  and  sunny  hours,    Thesegoldenmeadsandstreamandflow'rs.andstreamand 


ring-ing,      All  life  was  gay  and  glad,     all     life  was  gay  and 

prise         To   greet  a  world  so     fair,       to     greet    a  world  so 

flowers,       Of     ev  -  er  -  last  -  ing    May,    of      ev  -  er  -  last  -  ing 


glad.  All  life  was  gay  and 
fair,  To  greet  a  world  so 
May,     Of       ev  -  er  -  last  -  ing 


glad: 
feir! 
May 


Was  gay  and  glad,  all  life  was 

To  greet  a  world  so   fair,  to 

Of   ev  -  er  -  last  -  ing  May,  of 


gay, 

greet 
ev 


was  gay  and  glad ! 
a  world  so  fair! 
er  -  last-  ing  May  I 


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We  are  inclined  to  think  that  all  the  great  violins 
of  the  famous  makers  are  well  known.  Most  of  the 
celebrated  instruments  are  given  names  of  distinction, 
such  as  the  Yellow  Stradivarius,  the  Blood  Red 
Knight  Guarnerius,  the  De  Beriot  Magini,  the  Gen- 
eral Kidd  Stradivarius  Violoncello,  the  Servais  Stra- 
divarius Violoncello,  and  others.  The  reason  why 
Italian  instruments  are  so  superior  to  all  otiiers  must 
be  ascribed  to  their  exquisite  make,  the  careful  adjust- 


ment of  the  various  thicknesses  of  wood  and  th« 
varnish,  the  secret  of  which  appears  gone  for  ever. 
Perhaps  another  reason  may  be  named  in  the  wood 
being  so  ripe  and  dry  as  to  permit  free  vibration.  The 
Cremonese  obtained  their  color  in  oil.  The  modems 
get  it  in  spirit,  which  imparts  a  hardness  to  the  tone. 
Compare  a  Cremona  with  the  German  and  other 
imitations.  The  former  is  mellow  and  rich — the 
latter  too  often  flinty  and  harsh.     This  arises  no  doubt 


O  WHAT  CAN  YOU  TELL? 


J.  C.  LowRY,  1820. 
RossiTKR  W.  Ray-mond  by  per. 


^^^ 


s 


:^-is^ns     ^-jv 


^^^^ 


fe^ 


-^-f^^trj 


1.  O  what  can  you  tell,  lit -tie  peb-ble,  lit  -  tie  peb-ble,  O  what  can  you  tell,  lit -tie 

2.  O  what  can  you  tell,  lit  -  tie  flow-er,  lit  -  tie  flow-er,  O  what  can  you  tell,  lit  -  tie 

3.  O  what  can  you  tell,  lit  -  tie  bird,  lit  -  tie    bird,  O  what  can  you  tell,  lit  -  tie 

<       r\  nrVint  f^rk  »r<-.ti   f^ll  Mt   -  f1<»  /^V>i1r)  lit  .  flo      ^Viil^  d  nrliof  fa-n   trr>ii  foil       lit  -  ♦!<» 


4.  O     what   can    you  tell,     lit  -  tie     child. 


lit  -  tie   child,      O    what  can  you  tell,  lit  -  tie 

I 


pebble  by  the  sea  ?  The  se  -  cret 

flower    on  the  lea  ?  The  se  -  cret 

bird  up- on  the  tree  ?  The  se  -  cret 

child  upon  my  knee  ?  The  se  -  cret 


I  I  -r 

of    your      si -lent  life.  Now  whisper  it     to 

of    your  sweet  perfume.  Now  whisper  it     to 

of    your    joy-  ous  song.  Now  whisper  it     to 

of    your   hap- py  smile,  Now  whisper  it     to 


me! 
me! 
me  I 
me  I 


f^lt^: 


^ 


t=t 


jcztc 


^ 


i 


Fu/!  Chorus. 


I 


a: 


5 


=£; 


Sfe&Pt 


Heav'n,     The     God     who    made        both 


r  r 

you  and  me,  And  ev'  -  ry 

you  and  me,  And  ev'  -  ry 

you  and  me,  And  ev'  -  ry 

you  and  me,  And  ev'  -  ry 


day  I  think  his  praise  In      si-  lence  by    the 

day  I  breathe  his  praise  In     fragrance  on    the 

day  I  sing   his  praise  Up  -  on  the  sum-  mer 

day  I  seek   his  face  Up  -  on  my  bend  -ed 


sea. 

lea. 
tree, 
knee. 


you       and       me,      The  pnuse  of    all  things  here  is  giv'n !  And    ev  -  er-  more  shall 


from  the  varnish,  which,  including  the  color,  it  seems 
impossible  to  imitate.  None  of  the  famous  makers 
seem  to  have  adhered  to  one  color  only.  Now  a  fine 
violin  appears  of  a  deep,  rich  yellow,  almost  approach- 
ing orange;  another  is  a  fine  red,  having  something 
of  a  most  lovely  light  cherry  tint;  again,  these  colors 
are  mixed  by  the  best  makers  with  amber  varnish  of 
die  purest  and  clearest  consistency,  and  both  colors 


and  varnish  are  perfectly  free  from  that  clouded  ap- 
pearance which  so  often  disfigures  modern  instruments. 
The  effect  is  that  of  perfect  transparency.  You  look 
at  a  clear,  perfect,  rich  color,  as  it  were,  through  the 
purest  crystal.  This  is  one  of  the  certain  indications 
of  a  genuine  instrument.  The  modems,  as  has  been 
said,  seem  unfortunately  to  have  lost  the  secret  of 
making  this  lovely,  transparent,  clear-colored  varnish. 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


279 


THE  SPIDER  AND  THE  FLY. 


O.  U.  NORHINO. 


^^^ 


^^^ 


1.  "Will 

2.  "Will 

3.  "For 

4.  Now 


you  walk    in  -  to         my  parlor  ?"  said  the  Spi  -  der  to     the  Fly, 

you  grant  me    one      sweet  kiss  ?"      said  the  Spi  -  der  to      the  Fly, 

the   last   time,  now       I  ask  you.        Will  you  walk  in,  Mis-ter  Fly?" 

all  young  folks,  take  warn-ing,             by  this  fool  -  ish  lit  -  tie  Fly, 

leiff::*:'     i^Ut    .    ■B:.-^:.  Ht.   Si  -^   -B:.  -B. 


••The 
««To 
"No! 
For 


tS^= 


:|^^: 


pret  -  tiest  lit    -    tie  par  -  lor          that  ev   -  er       you  did     spy;" 

taste          your  charm -ing  lips,        I've  a  cu    -  ri     •    os  -    i    -    ty;" 

if         I          do,  may      I  be  shot;       I'm  off,  so        now  goodbye!'* 

{£eas  -  urj       is  the       spi  •  der's     web,       to  catch  you     it  will    tiy ; 


fe^^^^     -m-     -m-    Vm- 


You    have    on  •  ly     got  to  pop 
"But      if,     perchance,  our  lips 

Then    up       he  springs,  but        both 

And    though  you  may    now  think 

Si     Si   Si   'B.   Si*  S  S 


your  head  just  in  • 
should  meet,  a    wa 
his  wings  were   in 

that  my  ad  -  vice 

sss  s 


side    of     the    door.  You'll 
ger     I     would  lay,  Of 

the  web  caught  fast ;        The 

you  want  no    more.  You're 

Si  Si  Si  SH       s. 


— I 1 1 rt 1 1  I 1 1 r 

bi^-k-g-fa— &?— t?— k— k^^^^nFti 


mmmzzmz^m'- 


^^^^^^m 


=1*: 


^E^SE: 


see      so       ma  -  ny       cu  -  rious  things 

ten      to        one,    yoU    would  not  af 

Spi  -  der  laugh' d," Ha!     ha!     my  boy, 

lost      if        you    stand  par  -  ley    -  ing 

^      ^      -m-      -m-     b^ 


you     nev  -  er  saw      be  -   fore." 

ter      let       them  come      a  -    way." 

I've  caught  you  safe      at        last!" 

out  -  side      of  Pleasure's       door. 


^^^r 


I.  2.    Oh,  will  you,    will  you,  will      you, 
3.  4.    Oh,  will  you,    will  you,  will      you. 


will 
will 


3— g— k 


you    walk       in.        Mis  -  ter      Fly? 
you    walk     out.       Mis  -  ter      Fly  f 

:^-r-*— # 


^: 


^^^^^^ 


:5)=5t 


Sl^T 


— ^  ■   ^ ^ — 

I,   will  you,    will  you,    will     you, 
I,   will  you,    will  you,    will     you, 


will 
wiU 


^ 

K^^ 


you      walk     in, 
you       keep    ou^ 


Mis  -  ter      Fly? 
Mis  •  ter      Fly? 


i 


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THE  BEAUTIFUL  DAY. 

^  Allegretto. 


k>.dlM«. 


^   — ^^  y  _         _ 

1.  Day      on  the  mountain,  the     beau  -  ti  -  ful  day  I    And  the   tor   -  rents  leap  forth      in    the 

2.  Day       in   the  val    ley,    the     riv    -    u  -  let  rolls  Cloud  -  less    and  calm      as    the 


w^^m 


i 


i±Ei^pSi 


pride     of    his    ray ;  The  chamois*      a  -    wakes  from  his  wild    for  -  est     dream,       And 

home    of    our    souls ;       The  har  -  vest      is      wav    -  ing,  and  fountain  and    flower,      Are 


:«a*-«- 


^fv^-l^ 


s 


•^ 


t=t=:n: 


:^3=^c=te: 


u  u  u-tp^^=^ 


^ 


!«=l=a==t 


=t 


!=«: 


^ 


I   >^^    ^    ^       - —  ^      i^ 

bounds  in    the  gladness    and   life    of     his  beam,      And  the    horn        of    the  hun-ter      is 
sparkling    and  sweet  as      the    ra  •  di  -  ant  hour ;     And  the    song        of    the  reap  -ers,    the 


^ 


^^ 


^Ff 


^     ^     y 


sound  •  ing    a     way  I 
lark's    sun  -  ny    lay. 


Light.light  on  the    hills  1   't  is  the    beau   -  ti  -  ful     day  I 
Proclaim  thro'     the    val    -    ley  day,  beau  -  ti  -  ful     day  I  Pro 


?^,rv-j^ 


I 


r^ 


ii 


t=^ 


^P^'^ 


=!?£ 


-J^-J^ 


F=3^ 


->^ 


^^ 


1st  time.  y  2nd  time.  |       . 


=fe=3: 


:«I=?^=»P 


t^t^ 


Lightjlight  on    the     hills  1        'tis   the  beau  -  ti  -  ful,       beautiful      day! 


■str^ 


claim    thro'       the     val 


-J'-r  Y 


ley  day,beau-ti  -  ful,       beautiful day  I 


m 


dS^=±i 


ifi 


Jft— jft— W=jEi^=fc 


I       U    u»    u* 


1c^=*^ 


i 


^»«  /f«/0. 


X:qst:j^^=f^ 


;d?^ 


1 ■■■'•^v     ^ 1 •■^-: — ^  1T0I -"1 ^ 


^t 


d^=d^ 


^^=^=*= 


:d^ 


^-:ir 


1/     > 


Oh,     sol 


emn  and    sad  his    far    set   -  ing    ap  -  pears.  When  the    last      ray 


de  - 


*  SAam-mj. 


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281 


clines,  and  the  flowers  are  in    tears,  When  the  sha   -   dows  of      eve  -    ning  like  death  banners 


pt±:^=g=Egf^=i 


utq^ 


i 


?i 


4::^^-k-k 


1f-^^^-^ 


-f--   J--T^  Ji  J      r     hd-     1     ^1   I  I — 


^  „    Tempo  primo. 


-*i-^: 


-m—0 


wave,       And  darkness   en-clos-es    the  world  like    a      grave;  Yet  the 


sun       like  the 


^l^ffi 


^;t=fc^ 


— at— «-  -*4-*=3^^  *^       ^ — J-  -^ — ^ — !—  -nN-W-d— lih- 


s^^vt-^=^^ 


Jil=^ 


^& 


j=i^  ^•'v.^.^'v 


1/  > 

soul     shall  a  -   rise      from  de  -  cay,     And     again   light  the  world  with  day,  beau  -  ti  -  f ul 


day ;        And  a  -  gain    light  the  world  with    day,        beau  -ti  -  f ul,    beautiful        day ! 


i 


t}  %  -^^  % 


i 


^-Mr 


\ h la — Is — bB hr- 


-^— ^ 


e 


>_|ft_^t_^-|<L-M 


zj^njg: 


i2=;?^42: 


:t^=U: 


r^ 


OUT  OF  THE  WINDOW. 


Mo 


^ 


:^=1^ 


PI — — ^ — «- 


.  Norton. 
oTioN  Song. 


?3E 


^S 


1.  Out  of     the  win  -  dow,  o  -  ver  the  way.  Saw    I       a  cob  -  bier  mending    to  -  day ; 

2.  Out   of     the  win  -  dow,  o  -  ver  the  way.  Saw    I       a  tail    •  or  sewing      to  -  day  ; 

3.  Out   of     the   win  -  dow,  o  -  ver  the  way.  Saw    I     the  chil  -  dren  in  school  to  -  day ; 

4.  Out   of     the  win     dow,  o  -  ver  the  way.  Soon  will  be  clos  -  ing  the  gates  of  the  day, 

-4- — \~ — S b> 


V  \t  'f  i-P; 


g^ 


0« 

h    s    fc.              h 

J       r     P     ^             r 

n     r     n     1     II 

A 

^ 

•^       ^        _i          F^    »_     m 

J      J      J              II 

7(\     '^■^    ^"h    h    ^ 

1          ^      1 

1       1     *H     «        h    *i 

*^     n     H     «^      II 

^.       1     ^,     •'•II 

Thump  went  the  hammer  on   Sal    -  lie's  shoe,"  Humph,"said  the  cobbler,"  I  guess  you  will  do." 
How   did    he    do     it?  Why  to        and  fro.      Ran  his  great   nee    -     die  through  the  cloth.so. 
j    What  were  they  do -ing?  Why,  don't  you  know?  Writmg  straight  let     -     ters     on  pages  of  snow. 
Then  will    the  children    in    robes     of    white.  Sleepily    mur  -  mur,    "Good-night,all,  good-night." 

/a\t^    ■      mm      f*      *      ^ 

»        «      n ' 

r     1       1       1       '       ' 

M       m       M        ^'       \ 

jg^  p — 1 — r  r — m — -^- 

-» » — -^ — 

—im Iv b 0 1#        ^ — 

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Thk  matinee  programme  was  made  up  of  quiet 
tilings  from  Schumann,  "  Songs  without  words  "  from 
Mendelssohn,  and  like  selections.  But  two  names  ap- 
peared upon  it — those  of  Von  Bulow  and  a  singer  un- 
known to  us.  "  Thou'rt  like  unto  a  flower  "  was  the  one 
song  announced — ^we  can  almost  see  the  prc^amme — 
and  when  it  came  it  was  but  a  single  verse.  But  what 
a  verse,  as  Lizzie  Cronyn  sang  it  to  Von  Bulow's  ac- 
companiment !  Again  and  again — three  times  she  sang 
it,  until  a  sense  of  courtesy  compelled  the  large  audience 
to  forbear  further  calls  upon  the  singer.  Twice  after- 
wards we  went  a  long  distance  to  the  great  pianist's 


concerts,  in  the  hope  of  again  hearing  this  one  song. 
Each  time  she  sang  it  again  and  again,  to  the  delight  of 
an  appreciative  audience.  It  is  one  of  the  perfect 
bits  of  work  we  recall,  in  a  long  experience  of  the  con- 
cert and  operatic  stage,  taking  rank — in  our  enjoyment 
on  first  hearing  it,  and  the  pleasure  with  which  we  have 
since  remembered  it — along  with  Nilsson's  "  Angels 
ever  bright  and  fair,"  Patti's  "  Home,  sweet  home," 
Scalchi's  •'  It  is  better  to  laugh  than  be  sighing,"  "  The 
last  rose  of  summer,"  as  an  Italian  prima  dorma  once 
sang  it,  and  some  other  things,  the  memory  of  which  is 
always  pleasure  unalloyed,  a  delight  pure  and  simple. 


THOU'RT  LIKE  UNTO  A  FLOWER. 


H.  Heine. 
Anton  Rubinstein. 

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Moderato. 

Thou'rt  like  un  -  to        a     flow    -   er.     As     fair,     as   pure,    as       bright,         I     gaze    on 
Du    bist    wie    ei  •   ne    Blu    -   me     so     hold  undschon  und      rein,  ick  schau^  dick 


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an,    undWeh  -  tnuthschleichtmirin^sHerzhin  •  ein         mir    ist,     ah      ob      ich  die   Hart' 


ses  My     folded        hands  to        lay, 
de  auf'sHauptdir        le  -  gen      solFt 


PrayingthatHeav'nmaypreserve  thee  So  fair,  so 
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So  rein,  und  schon. 


pure     al  -  way, 
schon  und  hold. 


Pray- ing  that  Heav'n  may  preserve  thee, 
Be  -  tend,  das  Gott  dich  er  -  hal  -  te. 


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way,  Praying  that  Heav'n  may  preser\'e  thee,     So  fair,  so      pure         al  -way. 

hold,  B e-tend,  das  Gott  dich  er  •  hal- te.  So  rein,  und  schon,      und   hold. 


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PEACE  ON  EARTH. 

Moderato. 


1 .  "What  means  this  glory  round  our  feet,"  The  Magi  mused,  "more  bright  than  mom !"  And  voices  chanted 

2.  'Tis  eighteen  hundred  years,  and  more.  Since  those  sweet  oracles  were  dumb;  We  wait  for  Him,  like 

3.  All      round   a  •  bout  our  feet  shall  shine  A  light  like  that  the  wise  men  saw.  If  we  our  lov  -  ing 


clear  and  sweet,  "To-day  the  Prince  of  Peace  is  born !"  "What  means  this  star,"  the  shepherds  said,  "That 
them  of  yore;  A  -  las!  He  seems  so  slow  to  come  I  But  it  was  said,  in  words  of  gold.  No 
wills    in  -  cline  To  that  sweet  Life  which  is  the  Law.    So  shall   we  learn  to    un  -  derstand     The 


brightens  thro'  the  rocky  glen  ?"  And  angels  answering,  overhead,  Sang,  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  to  men ! 

time  or  sorrow  e'er  shall  dim.   That  lit  -  tie  children  might  be  bold,  In  perfect  trust  to  come  to  Him. 

simple  faith  of  shepherds,  then,  And  kindly  clasping  hand  in  hand.  Sing,  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  to  men ! 


IN  MERRY  CHORUS. 


J.  Ofvbmbacb. 


Lively.  ^      ^ 

1.  Come,letus  join  in   mer-ry    cho  -  rus.  Our  hearts  and  voices  light  and  gay;    The  sun  of 

2.  Oh,  there  is   mu  -  sic   on  the  mountain,  When  winds  are  whistling  wild  and  free ;  Tho'  frozen 

3.  Now  let  our  hearts,  with  pleasure  beating.  Join  in  our  grateful,  joy -ous    lays;    We   ev  -  er 


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joy  shines  brightly  o'er  us.  For  'tis  the  happy  Christmas  day : 
be  each  stream  and  fountain.  Wide  rolls  the  song  from  sea  to  sea. 
Look  for  kind -ly  greet-ing  These  glad-return  -  ing,  hap- py  days. 


Tra  la,  la,  Tra,  la,  la, 
Tra  la,  la,  Tra,  la,  la, 
Tra  la,  la,      Tra,  la,  la. 


J-ine. 


-^^g    ^    d    ^1^    d^^    S^9    ^    #1    WB    *i  •"-«—»'    B    g    p 
,   la,    la,    la,    la,    la,    la,    la,    la,    la,    la,    la,    la,    la,    la,    la,         la,    la,    la,    la,   la. 


La, 


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The  mistake  has  been  made  in  teaching  music,  that 
the  names  of  the  characters  representing  music  have 
been  taught  first,  instead  of  music  itself.  To  little 
children,  and  even  to  children  of  a  larger  growth,  it 
thus  becomes  dry  and  uninteresting ;  but  if  we  reverse 
the  process  and  teach  music  first  and  the  names  of 
characters  incidentally,  the  work  may  be  a  constant  de- 
light and  much  valuable  time  will  be  saved.  Mr.  Holt 
does  not  claim  to  have  invented  anything,  but  simply 
to  have  discovered  that  the  educational  principles  which 
underlie  the  true  teaching  of  any  other  subject  can  be 


applied  to  music.  He  has  discovered  a  method  of  pr©i 
sentation  according  to  such  principles  that  any  one 
having  teaching  ability  can  successfully  lead  even  the 
little  child  of  five  years  to  a  surprising  knowledge  of 
music,  provided  only  that  the  teacher  has  at  the  outset 
the  musical  ability  to  sing  the  scale.  In  order  to  be- 
come a  musical  nation  we  must  have  music  taught  in 
the  public  schools,  and  the  daily  work  must  be  done 
by  the  regular  teachers  with  special  supervision  at  cer- 
tain intervals.  The  only  rote  lesson  in  the  whole  course 
is  the  first — the  teaching  of  the  scale,  which  is  taken 


OH,  MY  BRAVEST  AND  BEST. 

Andante. 


Anaanu.    j^ |  .,         |»      i 


ViNCENzo  Bellini. 
'MoNTECCHi  E  Capulktti." 


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1.  Oh!    my  brav  -  est    and  best,     I       re -sign  thee, 

2.  To      thy  wish  had    I  breathed  a      de  -  ni  -  al. 


1^  I  k       ^ 

My  heart  will  be   des  -  o  -  late 
I    know  thou  wouldst  meekly  o  - 


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bey;         Ah,  then  think  how  severe      is    the    tri  -  al, 

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way;    Had  she  cherished  the  thought  to  re  -  fuse      thee,      Few     scarcely  would  ven  -  ture  to 


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And 'twere  better,  far  bet -ter  to  lose  thee.      Than   feel     I   had  darkened  thy  fame. 


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u  the  unit  of  thought  in  tune.  Aside  from  this  there 
is  no  imitation.  It  is  a  system  of  much  thinking.  Time 
and  tune  are  taught  separately,  the  whole  measure  being 
taken  as  the  unit  in  tune.  He  has  taught  what  not  to 
teach,  and  has  stripped  music  of  the  technicalities  and 
enigmas  which  have  been  a  bugbear  to  so  many.  He 
has  shown — what  has  been  proved  in  many  schools — 
that  it  is  as  easy  for  children  to  read  in  one  key  as  in 
another.  There  are  no  difficulties  in  the  representation 
of  music.  One  strong  point  is  that  practically  but  one 
Kale  is  taught  in  different  positions.    The  syllables  are 


used  simply  as  a  means  to  an  end,  and  are  soon  dropped. 
They  are  valuable  in  elementary  work  if  used  within 
certain  limits.  It  can  only  be  said  that  their  use  is  better 
than  none,  since  they  bring  up  quickly  the  characteristic 
quality  of  the  intervals.  All  music  is  written  upon  the 
basis  of  tone  relation  and  these  syllables  aid  the  mind 
somewhat  to  grasp  the  idea  of  this  relation  of  sounds. 
The  musical  tones  which  can  be  used  with  advan- 
tage, and  have  clearly  distinguishable  pitch,  have  be- 
tween forty  and  four  thousand  vibrations  in  a  second, 
extending  over  a  range  of  seven  octaves. — HelmhoUt. 


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•BEAUTIFUL  FACES. 


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1.  Beau-ti-ful    fa  -  ces   are     those  that  wear,  It        mat  -  ters   lit  -  tie,  if        dark     or    fair, 

2.  Beau  -  ti  -  ful    eyes        are     those  that  show   Like  crys  -  tal  panes  where    hearth-fires  glow, 

3.  Beau  -  ti  -  ful    lips        are  those  whose  words  Leap  from   the  heart  like         songs    of  birds. 


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Beauti  -  ful  thoughts  that  burn  be  -  low. 
Yet      whose  ut  - 1' ranee      pru-dence  girds. 

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Beautiful  hands  are  those  that  do 
Work  that's  earnest  and  brave  and  true. 
Moment  by  moment  the  long  day  through. 

Beautiful  feet  are  those  that  go 

On  kind  ministry  to  and  fro, 

Down  lowliest  ways  if  God  wills  it  so. 


Beautiful  shoulders  are  those  that  bear 
Ceaseless  burdens  of  homely  care, 
With  patient  grace  and  daily  prayer. 

Beautiful  lives  are  those  that  bless— 

Sweet,  silent  rivers  of  happiness, 

Whose  hidden  fountains  but  few  may  guess. 


CRADLE  SONG  OF  SOLDIER'S  WIFE. 


T.  T.  Bakkik. 


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1.  Ba-by,  sleep! 

2.  Ba  -  by,   sleep ! 

3.  Ba-by,   sleep! 


shadows  creep  Down  the  hill-sides  dark  and  long !  Slum-ber  soft  -  ly, 
low  I  weep,  Lest  I  wake  thee  in  my  woe !  Where  the  camp-fires 
an  -  gels  keep  Ho  -  ly      vig  -  ils    o'er  thy  head!  And    thy  moth-er's 


and  thy  dreaming  May  perchance  have  brighter  seeming.  For  thy  mother's  era -die  song! 
gleam  and  quiv  -  er.  Far  a  -  way  be  -  side  the  riv  -  er.  Fa  -  ther  thinks  of  thee,  I  know ! 
life   seems  sweeter.  Griefs  grow  dim,  and  joys  com-plet  -  er.    Singing     by  thy    era -die     bed! 


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Besides  indifference  there  is  no  doubt  that  music  has 
had  to  suffer  much  from  the  lofty  contempt  with  which 
she  and  h';r  votaries  have  been  treated  by  those  who 
professed  to  have  a  claim  to  distinction  in  other  walks. 
True,  since  the  days  of  that  offensive  and  priggish  noble- 
man, Lord  Chesterfield,  things  have  greatly  changed. 
Eton,  Harrow,  Rugby — all  the  great  schools — have 
now  their  masters  for  music  on  the  same  footing  as  the 
other  instructors.  Go  into  the  officers'  quarter  in  bar- 
racks, and  you  will  find  pianofortes,  violins  and  violon- 
cellos, and  lying  about  there  will  be  good  music. 
Amateur  societies  flourish,  which  bring  rich  and  poor 
together.  The  Duke  of  Edinburg  told  me  that  he 
had  a  complete  string  quartet  among  the  officers  on 
his  ship — all  these  things  point  a  great  reaction  in  the 
feelings  of  the  professional  classes  towards  music.  But 
much  of  the  old  leaven  remains,  and  one  of  the  most 


objectionable  developments  is  a  curious  affectation  of 
ignorance  on  the  part  of  many  men  of  position  in  the 
political  and  scientific  world,  as  if  music  were  too  trivial 
a  matter  for  their  lofty  intellects  to  take  notice  of.  At 
any  great  meeting  on  the  subject  of  music,  archbishops, 
judges,  politicians,  financiers — each  one  who  rises  to 
speak — will  deprecate  any  knowledge  of  music  with  a 
smug  satisfaction,  like  a  man  disowning  poor  relations. 
I  am  not  here  to  explain  why  music  should  be  cultivated, 
nor  to  apologize  to  superior-minded  persons  for  its  exist- 
ence, nor  to  speak  humbly  and  with  bated  breath  of  its 
merits ;  but  I  claim  for  it  boldly  and  proudly  its  place 
amongst  the  great  things  and  the  great  influences  in  the 
world ;  and  can  but  express  pity  for  those  ignorant  and 
stupid  enough  to  deny  its  importance  in  the  world  and  in 
history,  and  to  look  upon  it  as  a  mere  family  pastime 
fit  only  for  women  and  children. — Arthur  Sullivan. 


LAUGHING  GLEE. 


Martini. 


Come  sing  this  round  with  me.    And    if    we  all      agree.    We'll  laugh  right  merri  -  ly,      Ha 


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laugh  right  merrily,  Ha  ha  ha  ha  ha 


ha  ha  ha  ha    ha  ha  ha  ha   ha,  ha    ha  ha  ha  ha   ha,  ha    ha  ha  ha  ha   ha. 

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THE  BIRD'S  NEST. 


KcLSN  Trohas. 


1.  A    briery  lane  where  wild-birds  sing  All  thro'  the  summer  day,  A  beech  tree  old  whose  branches 

2.  Four  lit -tie  eggs  that  pearl-like  He  Beneath  two  brooding  wings,  A  mate  that  hovers  watch -ful 

3.  A   mournful  note  of  plaint  and  woe  Rings  out  on  qui  -  et      air,  And  little  eggs  lie  crushed  be- 

4.  The  mother  bird  on  gladsome  wing   Returns   to    it    no  more.  Her  mate  that  loved  to  sit  and 

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fling  Long  shadows  o'er  the  way, 
by,  Or  sits  a  -  near  and  sings ; 
low  On  beech  roots  old  and  bare ! 
sing.  His  summer  songs  are  o'er! 

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A  nest  a-  mid  the  rustling  boughs  Lined  softwith  moss  so 
A  thoughtless  boy  whose  cruel  heart  Cares  not  for  lov  -  ing 
And  still 'mid  boughs  of  old  beech  tree,  'Mid  rustling  spray  of 
Ah,  what  can  bring  a    hap-py    past    When  light  and  love  are 


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that  nought  should  last 

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On   scared    and    flutt'ring  wings. 
But  nought   be  -  side      is     seen. 
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1.  As      the     Moon    shone  bright 

2.  But      he      has         not       hit 

3.  Lit  -   tie      hare,        in       mor  - 


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Look  -  ing    for       its        ev'  -  ning    food —  Hunt  -  er's  shot 

Put  -  ting  pow  -  der       in    and    lead;       "Lit  -  tie  hare 

Begged  the  Moon, "  Put     out  your  light,       Hide    me  from 

-^   -g-  ■  ^  -r  -p-  .  .-p-   y  -f- 


rings  thro'  the  wood, 
will  soon  be  dead." 
the       hunt  -  er's     sight." 


'-m — py~~r^= 


^ 


Then  the  Moon  her  brightness  veiled 
•'Neath  the  clouds  which  o'er  her  sailed; 
Gathered  clouds  both  great  and  small 
Turning  light  to  darkness  all. 


Little  hare  then  went  to  bed, 
Coat  and  shoes  placed  by  his  head. 
Laid  him  down  in  moss  so  bright. 
Soundly  slept  till  morning  light. 


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A  GRAND  mistake  of  the  old  reasoners  in  their  argu- 
ing for  the  goodness  of  God,  was  that  they  tried  to 
prove  that  in  the  world  there  is  more  evidence  of  de- 
sign for  happiness  than  there  is  of  design  for  pain. 
Now  that  position  can  not  be  maintained.  There  is 
just  as  much  evidence  of  a  design  to  produce  pain  as 
to  produce  pleasure.  For  every  adaptation  of  pleasure 
that  you  will  show  me  I  will  undertake  to  show  you 
one  for  pain.  This  life  is  clearly  rudimentary.  Men 
are  here  to  be  hammered  into  something  of  worth  in 
the  next  state  of  existence.  Pleasure  is  to  be  desired, 
or  expected,  but  as  incidental.  Earth  is  not  the  place 
for  pleasure.  It  is  the  place  where  men  are  fashioned 
for  eternity.  A  piano  factory  is  not  the  place  to  go  in 
order  to  hear  music.  Suppose  a  man  were  to  start  for 
some  great  piano  manufactory  with  the  expectation  of 


being  enchanted  when  there  by  innumerable  Thalocrgs. 
He  goes  along  dreaming  of  the  divine  harmonies  which 
will  greet  him  when  he  approaches  the  place  where 
these  sweet-toned  instruments  are  made.  He  antici- 
pates as  much  more  of  delight  than  Thalberg  had  given 
him,  as  there  are  more  instruments  in  the  factory  than 
were  on  the  boards  of  the  concert  hall.  "  I  am  going 
to  the  place  where  all  those  pianos  are  made,"  he  says, 
as  he  hastens  on.  "  They  turn  out  hundreds  of  them 
in  a  day.  Oh !  how  will  all  sweet,  bewildering  sounds 
entrance  my  senses  when  I  draw  near.  Hymns  and 
songs  of  never-wearying  melody  will  sing  out  to  me 
from  every  door  and  window."  He  comes  in  sight  of 
the  building,  and  instead  of  hymns  and  choral  melo- 
dies, he  hears  harsh  noises.  There  are  heavy  pound- 
ings, gratings,  sawings,  and  raspings.    There  are  legs, 


MY  OWN  NATIVE  LAND. 


Wm.  6.  Bradburt. 


j  jvj  v^dj^Fs4t^4-^«^^ 


1.  I  have  roamed  o-ver  mountain.  I've  crossed  o  -  ver  flood,    I've   traversed  the  wave -roll'- ing 

2.  The    right  hand  of  friendship  how   oft  have  I  grasped,  And  bright  eyes  have  smiled  and  looked 

3.  Then  hail,  dear  Co  -  lum  -  bia,  the  land  that  we  love.    Where  flour-ish  -  es  Lib  -  er  -  ty's 


strand;       Tho'   the     fields    were    as 
bland;       Yet  hap  -   pi    -  er 

tree ;  'Tis   the     birA  -  place    of 


green,  and  the  moon  shone  as  bright.  Yet  it 
far  were  the  hours  that  I  passed  In  the 
free  •  dom  our      own      na  -  tive      home;  'Tis  the 


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•was  not  my  own  native  land. 
West,  in  my  own  native  land, 
land,  'tis  the  land  of  the     free. 


No,  no,  no,  no,  no,  no 
Yes,  yes,  yes,  yes,  yes,  yes. 
Yes,  yes,  yes,  yes,  yes,  yes, 


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No,  no,  no,  no. 
Yes,  yes,  yes,  yes. 
Yes,  yes,  yes,  yes, 


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yes,  yes. 
yes,  yes. 


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uncouth  and  clumsy  to  be  worked  into  proper  size  and 
gracefulness.  There  are  strings  to  be  tried,  and  sepa- 
rate parts  to  be  fitted  and  knocked  together;  there  are 
great,  heavy  packing-boxes  to  be  made,  and  various 
other  awkward  and  noisy  work  to  be  done.  Tools  are 
thumping  about ;  cords  and  tackling  rattling;  plenty  of 
confounding  noises,  but  no  music.  The  man  stands 
and  sees  the  workmen  ply  the  hammer,  and  saw,  and 
file,  and  punch,  and  chisel  and  auger;  he  sees  dust, 
boards,  and  shavings  flying  in  all  directions.  Qatter 
and  clatter  surround  him.  From  the  windows  come 
broken  bits  of  board,  wire  and  iron;  also  all  the  dif- 
ferent notes  of  racket  and  din ;  but  he  hears  no  sweet 
melody.  Then  the  man  says  in  astonishment,  "  Do 
they  call  this  a  piano  manufactory-^this  confused  place, 


full  of  all  jangling  noises?  N^o,  no;  this  is  no  piano- 
producing  establishment.  This  is  only  a  dusty  and 
noisy  workshop."  Yes,  it  is  a  workshop,  where  are 
being  fashioned  the  instruments  which,  when  touched 
by  skillful  fingers,  have  power  to  enchant  the  world. 
But  it  is  not  the  platform  on  which  they  are  to  be  played. 
Not  there  are  they  to  give  forth  their  sweet  harmonies. 
We  are  in  the  workshop  of  humanity.  We  see  evi- 
dences of  this,  turn  which  way  we  wiU.  We  must  feel 
the  mallet  and  the  saw ;  the  punch  and  the  bore.  We 
must  be  split  and  ground  and  worked  smooth.  The 
pumice  and  the  sand-paper  are  for  us,  also,  as  well  as  for 
the  things  we  fashion ;  and  at  last,when  we  are  all  set  to- 
gether, polished,  and  attuned,  we  shall  be  played  upoa 
by  the  music- waking  influences  of  Heaven,— ^^^^A/rt 


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289 


It  may  be  laid  down  as  a  general  rule  that  smoking 
is  a  bad  habit  for  the  singer,  male  or  female — for  there 
are  females  wlio  are  proud  of  being  able  to  smoke 
cigarettes  nowadays!  With  many  instances  of  great 
singers  before  us,  who  have  also  been  great  smokers, 
it  is  impossible  to  say  decidedly  that  singers  must  not 
smoke;  but  the  habit  is  one  to  be  very  cautiously  in- 
dulged in.  If  smoking  in  any  case  induces  expecto- 
ration, it  should  at  once  be  given  up,  for  the  habit  of 
spitting,  to  which  some  smokers  allow  themselves  to 
give  way,  is  in  reality,  perhaps  the  great  evil  of  smok- 
ing; it  weakens  the  throat,  lungs  and  chest.  Avoid 
late  hours.  You  require,  not  only  a  certain  amount  of 
sleep,  but  to  take  that  sleep  before  the  body  and  mind 
are  at  all  overtaxed.     From  many  causes,  it  is  well 


known,  that  the  human  frame  is  always  at  its  lowest 
vital  energy  from  about  2  a.  m.  till  5  a.  m.  and  the 
nearer  you  approach  these  hours  in  going  to  bed,  the 
less  able  are  you  to  derive  all  the  benefit  which  you 
require  from  sleep.  Twelve  o'clock  is  late  enough  for 
any  one.  Another  reason  why  late  hours  are  bad  is 
connected  not  with  physical  facts  so  much  as  with 
morals.  It  is  true,  you  may  come  to  no  actual  harm, 
or  get  into  no  positive  evil,  by  being  out  late  at  night, 
but  you  place  yourself  in  a  position  of  risk — risk  of 
cold,  over-fatigue,  inhaling  vitiated  atmosphere,  etc., 
as  well  as  risk  to  moral  character,  which  latter,  in  its 
way  as  delicate  as  the  voice,  is  injured  not  only  by 
actual  violation  of  right,  but  by  all  society,  conversa- 
tion, and  literature  which  tend  at  all  to  mar  its  purity. 


YANKEE  DOODLE 

spirited 


National  Air. 


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*    ^    •^  V    J-    ^ — *^ 


1.  Father  and      I     went  down   to 

2.  And  there  we    see      a    thou  -  sand 

3.  And  there  was  Cap  -  tain  Wash-ing 

4.  And  then  the    feath  -  ers  on      his 


camp,  A  -  long     with  Cap  -  tain  Good   -  'in.  And 

men.  As     rich        as  Squire         Da    -    vid;  And 

-  ton     Up  -  on         a  slap  -  ping  stall   -    ion,  A  - 

hat,  They  looked  so  ver    -    y     fine,        ah !  I 


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I      wish        it  could 

I      guess  there  was 

To    give        to  my 


there     we  saw      the  men  and  boys 

what    they  wast  -  ed  ev    -  'ry  day, 

giv    -    ing  or  -   ders  to  his  men; 

wan  -  ted  pesk  -  i   -  ly  to  get 


ty    pud  -  din'. 

be    sav    -    ed. 

a    mill  -  ion. 

Je  -  mi    -  ma. 


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Yan    -     kee    doo  -   die    keep      it 


up, 


Yan 


kee  doo  -  die     dan    -  dy. 


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Mind       the    mu  -    sic       and      the      step.    And     with      the      girls      be   han 

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And  there  I  see  a  little  keg. 
Its  heads  all  made  of  leather. 

They  knocked  upon't  with  little 
To  call  the  folks  together,  [sticks, 

And  Cap'n  Davis  had  a  gun, 
He  kind  o'  clapt  his  hand  on  't. 

And  stuck  a  crooked  stabbing  iron 
Upon  the  little  end  on 't. 


And  there  I  see  a  swamping  gun, 
Large  as  a  log  of  maple. 

Upon  a  mighty  little  cart ; 
A  load  for  father's  cattle. 

And  every  time  they  fired  it  off, 
It  took  a  horn  of  powder; 

It  made  a  noise  like  father's  gun, 
Only  a  nation  louder. 


The  troopers,  too,  would  gallop  up^ 
And  fire  right  in  our  faces ; 

It  scared  me  almost  half  to  death 
To  see  them  run  such  races. 

It  scared  me  so  I  hooked  it  off. 
Nor  stopped,  as  I  remember. 

Nor  turned  about  till  I  got  home. 
Locked  up  in  mother's  cbambCT, 


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When  American  educators  visited  Europe,  some 
forty  years  ago,  for  the  purpose  of  studying  school 
systems,  they  found  that  instruction  in  vocal  music 
•was  almost  universal  in  the  schools  of  Germany,  and 
some  other  continental  countries.  Prior  to  that  time 
juvenile  class  instruction  in  singing  was  comparatively 
unknown  in  this  country.  It  now  has  its  recognized 
place  in  the  list  of  studies  in  the  public  schools  of 
almost  every  city  in  the  land.  The  time  approaches 
when  instruction  in  the  elements  of  vocal  music  will 
become  very  general  in  our  schools.  Already  school 
officers  are  asking  candidates  for  positions  as  teachers. 


Can  you  give  instruction  in  singing?  and  other  qualit 
fications  being  equal,  those  who  can  teach  children  to 
sing  are  preferred  to  those  who  cannot.—  Tillinghast. 
It  is  told  of  Daniel  Webster  that  he  cultivated  the 
eye  in  reading  to  such  an  extent  that  he  would  look 
through  a  whole  printed  page  while  reading  alouc 
one-half  of  it,  and  then  pronounce  the  remaining  hal. 
with  the  book  shut.  This  habit  of  looking  ahead  is 
quite  as  necessary  in  the  reading  of  music,  and  should 
be  cultivated  in  children  from  the  beginning.  It  is  best 
acquired  by  reading  from  printed  music  those  exer- 
cises and  songs  which  are  familiar. — Z.  W.  Mason. 


WATCH  ON  THE  RHINE. 

With  En*rgy. 


Words  by  Max  Schnbckbnburgeb. 
Music  by  Cakl  Wilbelm. 


ri,'Uji'i'lrU''i'l''   '    '"   -l^' 


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I. 


A      voice   resounds  like  thun 
I    Es    braust  ein  Ruf    wie  Don 

{They  stand     a  hun  -  dred  thou 
Durck  Hun-dert  -  tau  -  send  zuckt 


^ 


der  peal,  'Mid  dash-ing  ware  and  clang    of  steel;  "The 

•  ner-hall,   Wie  Schwertge  •  klirr  und   Wo      gen-prall :  Zum 

sand  strong.  Quick  to    a  -  venge  their  country's  wrong;  With 

es  schnell,  Und  Al  •  Ur     Au  'gen  Hit  -   ten  hell;  Der 

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f  Rhine,  the  Rhine,  the  German    Rhine !     Who  guards 
'  1  Rhein,  sum  Rhein,  zum  deutschen  Rkein  !   Wer    will 
f     fil  -    ial    love  their  bo-soms  swell;     They'll  guard 
I  Deu/  •  scfUf  bie-der,  fromm  und  stark.  Be  -  schuttt 


to-day      my  stream    di  -vine?" 
des  Stro  -  mes  Hu    •   ter     tein  t 
the  sa  -  cred  land  -  mark    well. 
die  heiP  -  ge  Lan  •   des  -  mark. 


Dear  Fa  -  therland !  no  dan  -  ger  thine,  Dear  Father-  land  I  no  dan  -  ger  thine;    Firm  stand  thy 
Lieb    Va  -  derland,  magst  ru-hig  sein,  Lieb  Va  -  derland,  magst  ru-higsein;   Fest  steht  und 


to*  h     J  I  €  •  ff~"c~~i 


sons    to  watch,  to  watch  the  Rhine, 
treu  die  Wacht,  die  Wackt  am  Rhein  ! 


^ 


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Firm  stand  thy  sons  to  watch,  to  watch  the  Rhine. 
Fest  steht  und  treu  die  Wacht,  die  Wacht  am  Rhein  ! 


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While  flows  one  drop  of  German  blood. 
Or  sword  remains  to  guard  thy  flood, 
While  rifle  rests  in  patriot's  hand, 
No  foe  shall  tread  thy  sacred  strand ! — Cho. 

So  lang'  ein  Tropfen  Blut  noch  gluht, 
Noch  eine  Faust  den  Degen  zieht, 
Und  noch  ein  Arm  die  Buchse  spannt, 
Betritt  kein  Feind  hier  deinea  Strand.— C/itf. 


1 

Our  oath  resounds,  the  river  flows. 

In  golden  Ifght  our  banner  glows. 

Our  hearts  will  guard  thy  stream  divine, 

The  Rhine,  the  Rhine  the  German  Rhine ! — Cka 

4.  Der  Schwur  erschallt,  die  Woge  rinnt, 
Die  Fahnen  flattern  hoch  im  Wind : 
Am  Rhein,  am  Rhein,  am  deutschen  Rheuw 
Wir  alle  woUen  Huter  sein  ! — Cho. 


/'A  VUKri\t.  bur^i^ii   I' OK  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


291 


THE  MILLER'S  DAUGHTER. 


C.  Matz,  Arr, 
Bohemian  Mbloot. 


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1 .  Down  the  stream  so  cheer  -  i  -  ly  Be  -  side  the  mill  we  row,        "Where  the  echoes   mer  -  ri  -  ly  Their 

2.  When  we  call,  oh,    read  -  i  -  ly  She     answers  us   a -gain,  And  stops  the  wheel  right  steadily.  To 

3.  Part  -  ingthen,  re  -   gret-ful-ly.  We  turn  the  dark'ninghill,  With  "Pretty  maid,  adieu,"  And  tic-tac. 


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play-ful  cho-rus   throw;  Down  the  stream  so  cheer  -  i  -  ly  Be  -  side  the  mill  we      row, 
hear  our  homeward  strain,  When  we  call,  oh,     read  -  i  -  ly   She      answers  us     a   -    gain.  And 
tic  -  tac  goes  the      mill.    Part  -  ing  then,  re  -  gret-ful-ly.  We     turn  the  dark 'ning    hill.  With 


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Where  the  ech-oes    mer-  ri  -  ly  Their  play-ful  cho- rus  throw.  » 
stops    the  wheel  right  stead-i  -  ly.  To  hear  our  homeward  strain.  >  Tra  la    la    la, 
"Pret  -  ty  maid,  a  -  dieu,"  And  tic-tic,    tic-tac  goes  the  mill.  > 

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la   la  la  la  la  la  la  la,  Tra  la  la  la 


la        la      la        la      la  la    la       la. 


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IN  THE  STARLIGHT 


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1.  In  the  starlight,  in    the  star-light,   let  us  wan-der      gay   and    free,   For  there's  nothing  in  the 

2.  In  the  starlight,  in    the  star-light,    at  the  day-light's  dew- y       close.  When  the  nightin-gale  is 


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day-light      half  so     dear      to   you      and    me.         Like   the   fai  -  ries   in   the  shad-ow         of    the 
sing-ing       his   last   love -song  to        the     rose;         In      the  calm  clear  night  of  summer,  when  the 


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woods  we'll  steal  a    -     long,      And  our  sweetest  lays  we'll  war-ble,    for    the  night  was    made  for 
breez  -  es  soft-  ly         play,      Fromtiie  glit-ter   of   ourdwell-ing     we   will  gen -tly      steal    a- 


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song;  When  none  are    by       to    lis  -  ten,     or     to  chide  us        in       our    glee.      In  the 

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in  the  starlight,  let  us  wander      gay    and   free, 
in  the  starlight,  we  will  wander    gay     and  free, 


In  the  starlight,  in  the  starlight,  let  ns 
In  the  starlight,  in  the  starlight,  we  will 


prrifp^ 


»  m  0 


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cres. 


V   ^ 


^^  ^  cres.  ^ —         ^   ^=»-  a  tempo  , 


wan-der, 
-ran  -  der. 


let  us  wan-der,    In  the   star  -  light,       in  the  star-light,  let  us  wander  gay  and  free, 
we  will  wander.    In  the  star  -  light,       in  the  star-light,  we  will  wander  gay  and  free. 


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THE  FLAG  OF  OUR  UNION  FOREVER. 


Geo.  p.  Morris. 
Wm.  Vincent  Waliacb. 


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I.  A       song    for    ourban-ner,  the  watch  -  word  re-call,  Which  gave  the    Re-pub  -  lie    her 


2.  What  God     in    His  in  -  fi  -  nite  wis-dom  designed.  And    armed  with  the  weapons     of 


sta  -  tion,      « U  -  nit  -  ed   we  stand,     di  -  vid  -  ed  we  fall,"  It      made  and  preserved  us    a 
thun-der,      Not      all    the  earth's  despots  or  factions  combined,  Have  the  power    to  con  -  quer  or 


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Chorus. 


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The    un  -  ion    of  lakes,  the    un  -  ion    of  lands.  The  un  -  ion  of  states  none  can 
The    un  -  ion    of  lakes,  the    un  -  ion    of  lands.  The  un  -  ion  of  states  none  cam 


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t<-f-^ 


3^S 


*:sr 


^^p^ 


fcs 


:?i=I 


■(us 


afii 


7-«4 


-f  S'  jj.'j^  J-.j-.^;^'.g.  ^'^^ 


-^-^^•^'-.^ 


sev  -  er,    The    un  -  ion  of  hearts ,  the  un  -  ion  of  hands,  And  the  flag  of  our  Un  -  ion  for  -  ev  -  er. 


_  I  I         r     K     I      ^  -m-     f  |ir.  j^.  4=_-.^ 


NATIONAL  HYMN. 


Rev.  S.  F.  Smith. 
'  America." — "  God  Save  the  King.' 


1.  My  country,    'tis      of  thee.  Sweet  land  of   lib-  er-ty.     Of  thee  I      sing;     Land  where  my 

2.  My  na  -  tive  coun  -  try  thee.  Land  of  the     no  •  ble  free,  Thy  name  I   love ;       I      love    thy 

3.  Let  mu-sic  swell  the  breeze.  And  ring  from  all  the  trees.  Sweet  freedom's  song;  Let  mor  •  t^ 

4.  Our  fa-thers'  God,  to  thee,  Au  -thor  of       lib  -er-ty.     To  thee  we    sing:     Long  may  our 


fath  -  ers  died,  Land  of  the  pil-grims'  pride,  From  ev'ry  mountain  side  Let  free  -  dom 
rocks  andrills,Thywoods  and  templed  hills;  My  heart  with  rapture  thrills  Like  that  a- 
tongues  awake ;  Let  all  that  breathe  partake ;  Let  rocks  their  silence  break.  The  sound  pro 
land      be  bright  With  freedom's  ho  -ly  light;  Protect  us     by    thy  might.  Great  God,  our 


ringl 
bove. 

•  long. 

King! 


^EE 


^ 


W     F 


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Sacred  liistory  declares  that  music  and  song  were 
very  frequently  employed  among  tiie  Hebrews  on  oc- 
casions of  solemnity,  in  both  their  domestic  and  re- 
ligious life.  Immense  choirs,  with  their  thousand 
Voices,  were  retained  in  the  Temple  to  celebrate  their 
feasts  and  victories,  and  a  great  number  of  books  and 
treatises  have  been  written,  but  with  little  satisfaction, 
upon  the  music  of  the  Jews.  It  is  not,  however,  un- 
interesting to  follow  out  or  trace  the  history  of  religious 
song,  as  found  in  the  sacred  record,  the  Bible,  and  to 
notice  the  musical  solemnities  of  which  it  makes  men- 
tion.    In  Genesis,  Jubal  is  named  as  being  "  the  father 


of  all  such  as  handle  the  harp  and  organ,"  but  not  aj 
the  inventor  of  music,  as  many  have  supposed  vt  de- 
clared. Not  until  six  hundred  years  after  the  deluge 
does  the  record  again  speak  of  music,  which  is  at  tiie 
time  when  Jacob  is  pursued  by  Laban :  "  Wherefore 
didst  thou  flee  away  secretly,  and  steal  away  from  me, 
and  didst  not  tell  me,  that  I  might  have  sent  thee  away 
with  mirth,  and  with  songs,  with  tabret  and  with 
harp  ?"  Two  hundred  and  forty-eight  years  after,  at 
the  passage  of  the  Red  Sea,  the  first  religious  song 
was  intoned  by  Moses  and  the  Hebrew  people :  "  \ 
will  sing  unto  the  Lord,  for  He  hath  triumphed  glo» 


?^ 


ALL  THE  SAINTS  ADORE  THEE. 


»«NlC«A." 

J.  B.  Dtkks.    K.  H 


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1.  Ho  -  ly, 

2.  Ho  -  ly, 

3.  Ho  -  ly, 

4.  Ho  -  ly. 


ho  -  ly, 
ho  -  ly, 
ho  -  ly, 
ho  .  ly. 


ho  -  ly  I  Lord    God     Al  -  migh  -  ty  !       Ear  -  ly       in       the 

ho  -  ly !  all  the  saints  a  -  dore      Thee,    Cast  -  ing  down  their 

ho  -  ly!  though  the  dark-ness  hide  Thee,  Though    &e    eye      of 

ho  -  lyl  Lord  God  Al  -  migh    •    ty!        AU   thy  works  shall 


hii'f  .Ni,"i-'V:rri|  ni'i  I  II 


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r;-.1  Jlr'iJ:JI^J^jJjl^rr'^' 


morn  -  Ing      our     song    shall  rise        to     Thee, 

golden  crowns  a  -  round    the  glas    •    sy      sea; 

sinful    man    Thy     glo    •     ry  may      not        see, 

praise  Thy  name  in  earth,    and  sky,      and     sea. 


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Ho  -  ly,      ho  -  ly,  ho  •  ly, 

Cher  •  u  -  bim    and  Sera  •  phim 

On  -  ly   Thou   art  ho-  lyl 

Ho-ly,      ho-ly,  ho  •  lyl 


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mer  •  ci  •  ful    and  migh  •  ty,       God     in  three  per  •  sons,    blessed  Trin  •  i    •    ty  1 
fall  .    ing  down  be  -  fore    Thee,  Which  wert,  and    art,     and    ev  -  er  -  more  shalt   be. 
there    is    none    be  -  side    Thee      Per  -  feet    in     pow  -  er,  in  love,  and  pu  •  ri    -   ty. 
mer  •    ci  •  ful    and  migh  -  ty,       God     in  three  per  •  sons,    blessed  Trin  •  i   •    ty ! 


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riously,  the  horse  and  his  rider  hath  he  thrown  into 
the  sea."  Again,  in  Numbers,  it  speaks  of  trumpets, 
and  the  manner  of  blowing  them  on  different  occa- 
sions, as  signals  for  assembling,  departure,  or  alarm. 
The  schofar,  a  wind  instrument  made  from  the  horn 
of  a  ram,  is  reserved  for  the  celebration  of  the  first 
day  of  Tischri.  After  the  death  of  Moses,  the  sacred 
writings  preserve  entire  silence  upon  the  subject  of 
music,  even  to  the  time  of  the  Judges,  when  is  re- 
corded the  second  song  sung  by  Deborah  and  Barak  : 
"  Praise  the  Lord  for  the  avenging  of  Israel,"  and  a 
hundred  years  later  occurred  the  sad  and  tragic  death 


of  the  daughter  of  Jephthah.  After  this  event,  even 
to  the  time  of  Samuel,  there  is  no  musical  record  in 
the  sacred  writings.  He  instituted  a  school  of  proph- 
ets, where  song  and  music  were,  undoubtedly,  an  im- 
portant branch  of  education.  Saul,  soon  after  his 
coronation,  encounters  a  troop  of  men  inspired  by  the 
Holy  Spirit,  prophesying  to  the  sound  of  instruments. 
At  their  approach  he  is  seized  with  a  divine  inspira- 
tion and  prophesies  with  them.  Subsequently,  be- 
coming a  prey  to  melancholy,  he  calls  the  youthful 
David  to  his  side,  who,  by  his  inspired  songs,  dissi< 
pates  the  dark  torments  that  overshadowed  his  soul. 


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The  words  of  Hail  Columbia  were  written  by  Joseph 
Hopkinson  in  Philadelphia,  in  1798,  for  the  President's 
March,  then  a  very  popular  ai/.  The  Star  Spangled 
Banner  was  written  in  Baltimore  in  1 8 14  by  Francis 
Scott  Key,  and  adapted  to  an  old  French  air  long  known 
in  England  as  "Anacreon  in  Heaven,"  and  later  in 
America  as  "  Adams  and  Liberty."  My  Country,  tis  of 
Thee,  written  in  Boston  in  1832  by  Samuel  F.  Smith, 


was  set  by  Lowell  Mason  to  the  mtisic  of  the  old  tune 
God  Save  the  Queen.  The  words  of  Flag  of  the  Free, 
here  given,  go  well  to  the  Wedding  March  in  Lohen- 
grin. There  is  always  room  for  a  new  song  that  has  in  it 
anything  to  suggest  the  thought  of  country,  to  stir  pride 
in  the  flag,  to  quicken  the  patriotic  heart-beat.  This 
music  is  distinctive  in  character  and  known  throughout 
the  world,  and  the  song  is  already  sung  very  widely. 


^ 


FLAG  OF  THE  FREE, 

Steady  Time. 


J.  P.  McCaskbt. 
March  from  Lohengrin. 


Flag  of  the  Free !  fair  -  est  to  see !  Borne  thro'  the  strife  and  the  thunder  of  war.  Ban  -  ner  so 
Flag  of  the  Free!  all  turn  to  thee, — Golden  thy  stars  in  the  blue  of  their  sky!  Flag  of  the 
Flag   of  the  brave,  long  may  it  wave !    Chosen  of  God  while  His  might  we  a  -  dore.  High  in  the 


Cho. — Flag   of  the  Free,     all  hail  to   thee!    Floating  the  fair -est   on    o  -  cean  or  shore,  Loud  ring  the 


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bright     with  star  -  ry  light.   Float  ev  -  er  proudly  from  mountain  to  shore.    \_Final  ending.  .  J 

brave !    foes  let  them  rave, — Crimson  thy  bars  floating  gai  -  ly    on  high !      

van,  for  manhood  of  man,      Symbol  of  Right  thro' the  years  passing  o'er;      


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cry,      ne'er  let     it    die,    «  Un  -  ion  and  Lib  -  er  -  ty    [Omit. ]now,ev   -   er-more! 


Sa  -  ges  of  old  thy  com  -  ing  fore-saw,  Em  -  pire  of  jus-  tice,  em  -  pire  of  law; 
Splendid  thy  sto  -  ry,  might  -  y  to  save,  Matchless  thy  beau  -  ty  on  land  or  wave, 
Flower  of  the    a  -   ges,    promised   of  yore,        Flower  of  the    a  -   ges,    fade    nev- er-more! 


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Flag  of  our  fa  -  thers  I    round   all  the 

Heroes  have  borne  thee  a-loft      in  the 

Emblem  of  Free  -  dom,  "  Ma  -  ny  in 

3-« — *-*-■ — -- — ^    ."^"  j! 


world  Blest  of  the  millions  wher  -  ev  - 
fray,  Foemen  who  scorned  thee  have  all 
One,"  O'er  thee  thine  ea  -  gle,        bird 


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passed  a -way; 
of    the      sun ; 


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D.C.for  Chorut. 


I  I  V 

Ter-ror  to    ty  -  rants,  hope     to  the  slave,  Spread  thy  fair  folds  to      shield  and 
Pride  of  our  coun-  try,  hailed  from  a  -  far,  Ban  -  ner  of  Prom   -   ise,  lose       not 
All  hail,  '*  Old  Glory  I  "hearts  lesp  to   see    How  from  the  nations  the  world  looks 

~        '^-^—i^-t^— — ^  M  ifg*    I ^    g iM  .  g rm- 


to        save, 
a  star, 

to         thee. 


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THE  MAY  QUEEN. 


Alfkbd  TBTmrsoN. 
Wm.  R.  Dbmpstkr.  184s. 


n  -fH  J, I  M  ii  Ji,h  MJ 


1.  Yoa  must  wake  and  call      me  ear  -    ly,    call       me  ear    -    ly,  moth  -  er   dear;  To  - 

2.  Lit  -  tie     Ef  -    fie      shall  go      with    me         to-mor  -  row    to      the  green,         And 

3.  The  night  winds  come  and  go,     moth-er,        up -on        the  mead-ow  grass,  And 


>m  ff  BiP  t  F  hf  g  F  giF  F  ; 


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mor-row   will    be        the  hap  -  pi  -  est    time       of    all       the    glad     New   Year;  Of 

you'll  be   there      too,    moth      -      -      er,        to    see       me   made    the     Queen;      The 

the     hap  -  py    stars        a  -  bove        them  seem      to  bright  -  en      as      they    pass;        There 


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the  glad  New  Year,  moth-er,  themad-dest,  mer  -  ri  -  est  day: 
herd  lads  on  ev  -  'ry  side  will  come  from  far  a  -  way, 
not      be  a    drop       o'       rain    the  whole  o'         the    live  -  long  day. 


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For 
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I'm    to     be  Queen  o'    the  May,  mother,  I'm    to     be  Queen  o'   the     May.  I 

I'm    to     be  Queen  o*   the  May,  mother,  I'm    to     be  Queen  o'   the     May.  All 

I'm    to     be  Queen  o'   the  May,  mother,  I'm    to     be  Queen  o'   the     May.  So  you  must 


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the  val  -  ley,  moth  •  er,  will  be  fresh  and  green 
and    call      me    ear      •      ly,     call    me  ear   -    ly,  moth 


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I  must  gath  -  er  knots  of  flowers,  and  buds  and  gar  •  lands  gay, 
rivulet  in  the  flow  •  'ry  dale  will  mer  -  ri  -  ly  glance  and  play 
morrow'll  be      of  all        the  year,     the      mad    -    dest    mer-ri-est       yet. 


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I'm      to      be  Queen  o'      the    May,    moth-er,     I'm     to   be  Queen  o'  the        May. 


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ly  sound  And     al  -  ways    brings     a     sigh.        But 
the  gay.  When  pleas-ure's  throng    is    nigh.       Bat 


Ion 


1.  Farewell,    fare-well    is       a      lone 

2.  Farewell,    fare-well  may  do      for 


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when  loved    ones  part,  That  sweet    old      word,  "good-bye,"  Thai 

that    bet  -    ter    word,  That  comes  from  the  heart,"good  -  bye,"       That 


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sweet     old       word,     "good-bye,"         That 
comes    from     the  heart, "  good-bye,"         That 


sweet      old       word     "good-bye," 
comes    from     the  heart, "  good-bye," 


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That  sweet    old       word,  "good-bye-' 
That  comes  from     the  heart, "good-bye/* 


give      to       ire,      when  loved  ones  part, 
give      to       me         that     bet  •    ter  word. 


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Adieu,  adieu  we  hear  it  oft 

With  a  tear,  perhaps  with  a  sigh, 
But  the  heart  feels  most  when  the  lips  move  not. 

And  the  eye  speaks  the  gentle  "  good-bye." 


Farewell,  farewell,  is  never  heard. 
When  the  tear's  in  the  mother's  eye» 

Adieu,  adieu,  she  speaks  it  not, 
But, "  My  love,  good.bye,  good-bye," 


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Spkkch  AifC  Song AH  bojs  and  girls  can  sing, 

if  it  suits  them  to  do  so  in  the  waj  of  play.  You 
never  saw  little  boys  and  girls  "beg  off,"  when  they 
want  to  sing  together.  In  Germany,  it  has  long  been 
considered  certain  that  all  children  can  sing.  They 
do  not  admit  of  exceptions,  except  in  the  case  of  the 
dumb.  They  not  only  argue  from  the  general  fre- 
quency of  singing  among  children  at  play,  but  from 
tiie  laws  of  music,  as  manifested  in  human  language. 
Speech  itself  is  but  a  kind  of  chant,  and  the  voice 
always  moves  in  musical  intervals.   The  raising  of  the 


pitch  « third, «  fifth,  tn  octave?  that  is,  from  d«Samt^ 
from  do  to  sol,  and  from  lower  do  to  upper  dof  ishf 
no  means  confined  to  singing  and  recitation;  it  vk 
what  we  always  do  under  the  influence  of  the  slight 
est  excitement,  and  when  we  ask  questions.  Ou» 
voices  always  go  up  and  down,  following  the  musical 
intervals.  All  can  sing,  therefore;  that  is,  all  who 
can  talk,  and  who  raise  their  voice  and  let  it  fall  ac 
cording  to  the  usual  laws  of  speech.  And  yet  we,  ia 
this  country,  assume  that  many  children  cannot  leara 
to  sing,  and  they  grow  up  without  this  great  blessing. 


SPEED  AWAY. 


^^^sliPlJ  Ait^z^ 


I.    B.    WOODBUKY. 


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1?^  ^Id 


I.  Speed  a  -  way!  speed  a  -  way!  on  thine  er  -  rand  of  light !  There's  a  young  heart    a- 
3.      And,     oh !     wilt  thou    tell    her,  blest  bird    on  the  wing.  That  her    moth  -  er    hath 
3.      Go,        bird    of     the     sil  -  ver  wing,  fet  -  ter  -  less  now.     Stoop    not       thy    bright 


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ev  -  er      a    sad    song    to      sing ;  That  she  standeth    a  -  lone,  in    the  still  qui  -  et  night, 

pin  -  ions  on  yon  mountain's  brow ;     But      hie     thee    a  -  way,  o'er  rock,  riv  -  er,  and  glen. 


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Who  pine  up  -  on  earth  since  the  "  Day  Star  "  has  roved ;  She  will  ask  if  we  miss  her  so 
And  her  fond  heart  goes  forth  for  the  being  of  light.  Who  had  slept  in  her  bo  -  som,  but 
And  find  our  young  "  Day  Star  "  ere  night  close  again ;     Up  J     on  -  ward !  let  noth-ing  thy 


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Speed    a  •  wayl      Speed    a  -  wayl      Speed    a  -  way! 


Before  leaving  Europe  we  undertook  with  resolute 
purpose  the  study  of  the  English  language,  and  bought 
one  of  the  famous  self-instructors  called,  "  English 
without  a  Master;  or,  English  in  twelve  Lessons." 
We  studied  the  twelve  lessons,  but  found  on  our  arri- 
val in  this  country,  that  our  English  was  poorly  cal- 
culated to  stand  the  test  of  familiar  conversation.  To 
leam  music  is,  in  some  respects,  much  more  difficult 
than  to  master  a  language.  Should  any  be  tempted 
to  seek  help  in  a  «  Pi^mo  without  Master,"  let  as 


advise  them  not  to  do  so.  They  will  fail,  spending  their 
time  and  money  in  vain.  While  you  are  alone,  your 
attainments  may  be  satisfactory  to  yourself,  but  when 
you  come  in  contact  with  musicians  you  will  find,  to 
your  mortification,  that  you  know  nothing  of  music, 
just  as  we  knew  nothing  of  English. — Aar/  Mert. 

Speed  Away. — It  was  a  beautiful  fancy  among  the 
Seneca  Indians  that  a  white  dove  let  loose,  at  her 
grave,  by  the  mother  of  the  lost  maiden  would  seek  and 
find  her  waiting  "Day  Star"  in  the  far-off  Spirit  Land. 


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BEN   BOLT 


NsLSON  Rmsass. 
Tromas  Dvmn  Bngusb. 


1.  Oh  I  don't  you  remember  sweet  Alice,  Ben  Bolt,  Sweet  Alice  whose  hair  was  so   brown,      Who 

2.  Un    •     der  the  hick-o  -  ry      tree,  Ben  Bolt,  Which  stood  at  the  foot   of   the        hill,       To  - 

3.  And  don't  you  remember  the  school,  Ben  Bolt,With  the  master  so  kind  and  so        true,      And  the 

4.  There  is  change  in  the  things  I  loved,  Ben  Bolt,  They  have  changed  from  the  old  to  the  new;  But  I 


wept  with  delight  when  you  gave  her  a  smile,  And  trembled  with  fear  at  your  frown  ? 
geth-er  we've  lain  in  the  noon-day  shade,  And  listened  to  Ap  -  pie -ton's  mill, 
sha  -  ded  nook  by  the  running  brook.  Where  the  fairest  wild  flow'rs  grew  ? 
feel    in    the  depths  of  my   spir  -  it   the  truth,  There  never  was       change      in      you. 

H*-   -(•-   -(•-   ^         ^      -^  -^  -#-   -im-  ! 


In   the 
The  mill  - 
Grass 
Twelve 


old  church-yard,  in  the  val  -  ley,  Ben  Bolt,  In    a      cor-ner     ob-scureand    a  -  lone,  Theyhave 

wheel  has  fall  -  en    to     pieces,  Ben  Bolt,  The       raft  •  ers  have  turn  -  bled  in,  And    a 

grows  on  the  master's    grave,    Ben  Bolt,  The     spring  of     the  brook    is  dry,  And    of 

months    twen  -  ty  have  past,      Ben  Bolt,  Since     first  we  were  friends — ^yet  I     hail  Thy 


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fit  -  ted    a  slab  of  the  granite     so  gray,  And  sweet  Alice  lies  un  -   der  the  stone,  Theyhave 

qui  -  et  that  crawls  round  the  walls  as  you  gaze,  Has    followed  the  old   -    en  din.  And     a 

all  the  boys  M'ho  were  schoolmates  then.  There  are  on  -   ly    you        and  I,  And    of 

pres-ence  a  blessing,  thy  friendship  a  truth,  Ben    Bolt  of   the   salt  •   sea       gale.        Thy 


fit  -  ted      a    slab    of   the    granite     so   gray,  And  sweet  Alice      lies  un   -    der    the  stone, 

qui  -  et  that  crawls  round  the  walls  as  you  gaze,  Has        fol  -  lowed  the  old    -    en            din. 

all           the  boys  who  were  schoolmates  then.  There  are  on      -      ly  you        and             I. 

presence    a    bless  -  ing,  thy  friendship  a  truth,  Ben        Bolt,   of     the  salt    -    sea         gale  I 


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JOLLY  OLD  SAINT  NICHOLAS. 


"School  Ckimo. 
Per.  S.  Brainakd's  Sons. 


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1.  Jol  -  ly     old  Saint  Nich  -  o  -  las.    Lean  your  ear    this   way  I    Don't  you  tell      a 

2.  When  the  clock  is      strik  -  ing  twelve.  When  I'm  fast      a  •  sleep,  Down  the    chimney, 

3.  John  •  ny   wants  a     pair     of  skates;  Sa  -  sy  wants  a     dolly;    Nel  •  ly   wants   a 


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sin  -  gle    soul   What  I'm   going  to         say;       Christmas  Eve     is       com  -  ing    soon; 
broad  and  black.  With  your  pack  youll    creep;      All     the    stockings      you      will    find 
sto  •  sy  •  book;  She  thinks  dolls  are       folly;      As     for    me,    my  -lit   •   tie     biaiiL 


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Now,  you  dear  old    man.  Whisper  what  youll  bring  to    me ;   Tell    me     if      you    can. 
Hanging    in      a      row ;  Mine  will  be    the     shortest    one ;  You'll  be    sure      to    know. 
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2.  See    the  blaz  -  ing    yule    be  -  fore    us,  >  Fa    la    la    la 


WsLSH  AxB. 


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StrUcethTh^  and  join  the   chorus,  I  Fa  la  la   la   la      la     la    la    la. -}  Follow    me     in 
Hail  the  new,  ye  lads  and  lasses!  J  LSing    wejoy-oiB 


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\  gay  "  ap-par  -  el,  Troll  the  ancient  Christmas  car  -  ol,  "j 

'mer-  rymeasure.While  I  tell    of  Christmas  treasure,  V  Fa  la  la    la  la 

'all     to-geth  -  er.  Heedless  of   the  wind  and  weather.  ) 


la     la    &  la. 


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CHILDREN'S   SONGS. 

"^      ^      N      Si      b.    _fL.    N     -I 


LmxB  Ones. 


Allegretto. 

1.  O   wild   is    thy  joy,  my    af  -  fee-  tion-ate  boy,  What  visions    of    fan  -  «y  come  o'er  thee?  Thy 

2.  Dost  think  of  a  clay  thou  mayst  ramble  and  play,  O'er  meadows,  and  forests,  and  mountains  ?     Or 

3.  Ah,  brief  is  our  mirth,  for  the    visions  of  earth,  Like  the  shadows  of  noonday,  are  fly  -  ing;    But 


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spir  -  it     so  proud,  and  thy  laughter   so  loud.    What  transports  are  glittering   be  • 
in     the  sweet  vale,  'mong  the  lil  -  ies    so  pale.    By  the  side  of   the   rills  and   the 
joys  that  are  pure,  shall  for  -  ev  -  er    en  -  dure.    Though  earth  and  its  transports  are 


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THE   LITTLE   BIRD. 


1.  Oh,     do    not  frighten      or 

2.  See   how   she  nes-tles    on 

3.  'Tis    cru  -  el  to     dis  -  turb 

4.  Then  do     not  frighten      or 


de  -  stroy  The    lit  -  tie 

the  bough,  And  nour-ish 

her     nest,  Or     pil  -  fer 

de  -  stroy  The    lit  -  tie 


bird  with  gold  -  en  wing, 

-  es    her  ten  -  der  young; 

to    sup -ply        a  cage; 

bird  with  gold  -  en  wing. 


That 

Mark 

We 

But 


car  -  ols    forth    the   notes    of 
how    her  warm  af  -  fee  -  tions 
who  with    lib  -  er   -   ty      are 
oft,     like    her,  thy  voice  em  - 

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flow, 
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To  cheer  us 
And  lis  -  ten 
Should  nev  -  er 
The    Au  -  thor 


in  the     time      of  spring. 

to  her      gen   -   tie  song. 

thus  our  thoughts   en  -     gage. 

of  ere   -    a    -    tion  sing. 

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1.  Come,  let  us  learn  to  sing,  Do  re  mi  fa  sol  la  si  do ;    Loud  let  our  voices  ring,  Do  re  mi 

2.  This  is  the  scale  so  sweet.  Do  re  mi  fa  sol  la  si  do ;    Sing  it  with  accent  meet.  Do  re  mi 


fa  sol  la  si 
fa  sol  la  si 


do;     Let  us  sing  with  open  sound.  With  our  voices  full  and  round,  Do  si  la  sol  fa  mi 
do;     First  ascend  in  notes  so  true.  Then  descend  in  order  too.  Do  si  la  sol  fa     mi 


do. 
do. 


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NURSERY  SONGS. 


Jani  Tatlo«. 


1.  Ah,  why  will  my  dear  lit  -  tk  child  be  so   cross,  And  cry,  and  look  sulky  and  pout?     To 

2.  If  the  water  is  cold  and  the  comb  hurts  your  head,  And  the  soap  has  got  into  your  eye,  Will  the 

3.  It      is    not  to  tease  you  and  hurt  you,  my  sweet.  But  on  -  ly   for  kindness  and  care.  That    I 


lose  her  sweet  smile  is  a  very  sad  loss :  I  can't  even  kiss  her  without,   I  can't  even  kiss  her  without, 
water  grow  warmer  for  all  that  you've  said  ?  What  good  will  it  do  you  to  cry.  What  good  will  it  do  you  to  cry  ? 
wash  you  and  dress  you  and  make  you  look  neat,  And  comb  out  your  tanglesome  hair,  And  comb  out  your 

[tanglesome  hair. 


1^^ 


1.  From 

2.  How 

3.  While 


mom  -  ing  till  night  it  was  Lu  -  cy's  de-light.  To  chat  -  ter  and  talk  with  -  out 
ve  -  ry  ab  -  surd !  and  have  you  not  heard  That  much  tongue  and  few  brains  are 
Lu  -  cy    was  young,  if  she'd  bridled  her  tongue.  With  a  lit  -  tie  good  sense  and  ex  • 


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stopping ;  There  was  not  a  day  but  she  rat  -  tied  a  -  way.  Like  water  for  -  ev  -  er  a  -  dropping, 
connected  ?  That  they  are  supposed  to  think  least  who  talk  most  ?  Their  wisdom  is  always  suspected, 
er  -  tion,  Who  knows  but  she  now  might  have  been  our  delight,  Instead  of  our  jest  and  aversion! 


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LITTLE    JACK. 


Jane  Taylor. 


1.  There  was  one  lit -tie  Jack,  Not    verylongback.  And 'tis  said,  to  his  lasting  dio  -  grace,  That  he 

2.  His  kind  friends  were  much  hurt  To  see  so  much  dirt,  And  often  and  well  did  they   scour;         But 

3.  When  to  wash  he  was  sent,  He     reluctantly  went  With  wa- ter  to  splash  himself   o'er;    But  he 


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nev  -  er  was  seen  With  his  hands  at  all  clean.  Nor  yet  ev  -  er  clean  was  his  face, 
all  was  in  vain,  He  was  dir  -  ty  a  -  gain  Be  -  fore  they  had  done  it  an  hour, 
ieft  the  black  streaks  All       o  -  ver  his  cheeks  And  made  them  look  worse  than  be   -   fore. 


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303 


NURSERY  SONGS. 

A- 


LmxB  Oms. 


A,  B,     C,  D,    E,  F,     G,     H,   I,    J,  K,   L,  M,  N,  O,    P,       Q,  R,   S,  and  T,  U,    V, 


'W(double-you),and  X,    Y,     Z.     Hap-py,  hap-py  shall  we    be,  When  we've  learned  our  A,  B,C. 


jay  dances  Bi  -  ba  -  butzemann,  All  in  and  out  and  round  about ;  Gay  dances  Bi  -  ba  -  butzemann.  Our 
Es  tanzt  ein  Bi  -  ba  -  butzemann,  in  unserm  Haus,  herumdi  dum ;  Es  tanzt  ein  Bi  -  ba  -  butzemann,  in 


house  all  round  about.     He  whirls  himself  and  twirls  himself,  And  flings  his  bag  behind  himself.  Gay 
un  -  serm  Haus  herum.  Er    rut-teltsichundschiitteltsicherwirftsein  Sackchenhintersich.  Es 

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FOX    AND    GOOSE. 
Moderate. 


S    \    \    K    > 


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1.  Fox,  you've  stolen  my  grey  gander,  Better  bring  him  back,  Better  bring  him  back !  There's  a  hun  -ter 

2.  Soon  he  will,  his   ri  -  fle  showing,  Shoot  you  in  the  head.  Shoot  you  in  the  head !   Fast  the  red  drops 

3.  Lit -tie  fox,  beware,  there's  danger.  Thieving  will  not  do.  Thieving  will  not  do !  Bet  -  ter  be     to 


^^•r. 


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■^^  ^  ^  ^ 


watching  yonder.  He  is  on  your  track,  There's  a  hunter,  watching  yonder.  He  is  on  your  track, 
will  be  flowing.  You  will  then  be  dead.  Fast  the  red  drops  will  be  flowing.  You  will  then  be  dead, 
goose  a  stranger,  Mouse  is  best  for  you,   Bet  -  ter  be  to  goose  a  stranger,  Mouse  is  best  for  you. 


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Seine  grosse  lange  Flinte, 
Schiesst  auf  dich  den  Schrot, 

Dass  dich  filrbt  die  rothe  Tinte, 
Und  danft  hist  du  todt. 


V    '^    ^^^ 


^    ^    ^ 
I. 

Fuchs,  du  hast  die  Gans  gestohlen, 

Gieb  sie  wieder  her, 
Sonst  wird  sie  der  Jjlger  holen, 

Mit  dem  Schiessgewehr. 


Liebes  FuchsTein  lass  dir  rathen, 
Sei  doch  nur  kein  Dieb : 

Nimm,  du  brauchst  nicht,  Ganse- 
Mit  der  Maus  fiirlieb.       [brateft 


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SiNCB  the  Church  has  been  divided  into  many 
branches,  each  has  had  its  sweet  singers,  whose  music 
has  gladdened  all  the  rest.  It  was  Toplady,  a  severe 
Calvinist,  who  gave  u»  ••  Rock  of  Ages."  Men  differ 
about  the  atonement;  they  almost  call  each  other 
heretics  and  outcasts  in  their  difference  about  it ;  but, 
when  that  hymn  is  sung,  every  heart  rests  upon  the 
one  Redeemer.  It  was  Charles  Wesley,  an  Arminian, 
who  sang  "Jesus,  Lover  of  my  Soul."  Side  by  side 
are  Watts  and  Wesley,  Church  of  England  and  Dis- 


senter. F.  W.  Faber,  a  devout  Catholic,  wrote  that 
hymn  which  breathes  the  highest  spirit  of  Christian 
submission,  "  I  worship  Thee,  sweet  Will  of  God." 
Madame  Guion,  an  unquestioning  Catholic,  wrote 
"O  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet  content!"  Francis 
Xavier,  one  of  the  founders  of  the  Jesuit  order,  wrote 
"  Thou,  O  my  Jesus !  Thou  didst  me  upon  the  Cross 
embrace."  While  the  Church  of  England  was  con- 
vulsed by  the  greatest  struggle  it  has  known  within 
this  century,  Keble,  closely  attached  to  one  of  the 


HARK!  THE  HERALD  ANGELS  SING. 


Jjlj-W.JlJI   rl-'^ 


Mbndblssohn. 
Chas.  Wesley,  1793. 


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1.  Hark !  the  her-ald      an-gels  sing,       "Glo-ry   to    ttie    new -bom  King!  Peace  on  earth,  and 

2.  Christ, by  highest  heav'n  a  -  dored;    Christ.theev  -  er  -  last-ing  Lord;  Late    in  time  be- 

3.  Hail  I  the  heav'n-bom  Prince  of  peace  I  Hail  I  the  Son  of     Righteousness  (  Light  and  life    to 


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God  and  sin  -  ners  re  -  con-ciled."  Joy  -  ful,  all  ye  na-tions,  rise. 
Offspring  of  the  favored  one.  Veil'd  in  flesh,  the  Godhead  see; 
Risen  with  healing    in    his  wings.      Mild   he  lays  his    glo  -  ry     by, 

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mer  -  cy  mild, 
hold  him  come, 
all     he     brings. 


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Join  the  triumph 
Hail  th'  incarnate 
Born  that  man  no 


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of  the    skies ;       With  th' angel  -  ic     host  proclaim,     "  Christ  is    bom    in 

De  -  i  -  ty:  Pleased,  as  man,  with  men  to  dwell,       Je  -  sus,    our     Im- 

more  may  die :         Born  to   raise  the    sons  of  earth,       Born  to     give  them 


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ond  birth.  ) 


Beth-le  -  hem. 

xnan 

se - cond 


S 


Hark !  the  herald     an  -  gels  sing,      "  Glo  -  ry      to        the  new-bom  King  I" 


^  -r- 


Ffrifftpi^ri-'i''^ 


contending  parties,  wrote  the  Evening  Hymn  which 
the  whole  Church  delights  to  sing.  A  Unitarian, 
Sarah  F.  Adams,  gave  us  "Nearer,  my  God,  to 
Thee."  The  controversies  over  the  orthodoxy  of  that 
hymn  are  as  dry  and  cold  and  dead  as  the  stones 
Jacob  took  for  his  pillow;  and,  meanwhile,  souls 
mount  up  by  it  toward  heaven  as  did  the  angels  on 
the  ladder  Jacob  saw  as  he  journeyed  to  Padan-aram. 
We  walk  here,  as  it  were,  in  the  crypts  of  life :  at 
times,  from  the  great  cathedral  above  us,  we  can  hear 


the  organ  and  the  chanting  choir;  we  can  see  the 
light  stream  through  the  open  door,  when  some  friend 
goes  out  before  us;  and  shall  we  fear  to  mount  the 
narrow  staircase  of  the  grave  that  leads  us  out  of  this 
uncertain  twilight  into  eternal  light? — Longfellow. 
Whenever  I  think  of  God,  I  can  only  conceive 
of  him  as  a  Being  infinitely  great  and  infinitely  good. 
This  last  quality  of  the  divine  nature  inspires  me  with 
such  confidence  and  with  such  joy  that  I  could  have 
written  even  a  Miserere  in  tempo  allegro, — Haydn. 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME.  305 

America." — "Ged Save  the  King." 


COME,  THOU  ALMIGHTY  KING.         »..i-?.f?.;?^^L^;;Z,": 


i^|jii^zd=:^Ei^^ 


t#?=sta 


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1.  Come,  Thou  Al-might-y  King,  Help  us  Thy  name     to  sing.  Help  us     to  praise.      Fa-  ther  all 

2.  Come,  Thou  e  -  ter  -  nal  Lord,  By  Heaven  and  earth  adored.  Our  prayer at-tend.     Come,andThy 

3.  Be     Thou  our   com  -  for-ter;  Thy  sa-cred    wit    nessbear    In  this  glad  hour.     Om  -  nip  -  o  - 


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triph" 


^^M 


^^ 


glo  -    ri-ous.  O'er  all   vie  -  to  -  ri  -  ous,  Come  and  reign   o  -  ver    us.      An  -  cient 
children  bless ;  Give  Thy  good  word  success ;  Make  Thine  own  holi-ness     On       us 
tent  Thou  art,  O,    rule  in     ev  -  ery  heart.  And  ne'er  from  us   de  -  part,  Spir   -   it 


of 
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of 


days, 
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power. 


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Praise  ye  Jehovah's  name ; 
Praise  through  His  courts  proclaim; 

Rise  and  adore. 
High  o'er  the  Heavens  above, 
Sound  his  great  acts  of  love ; 
While  His  rich  grace  we  prove, 

Vast  as  His  power. 


While  His  high  praise  ye  sing, 
Shake  every  sounding  string; 

Sweet  the  accord ! 
He  vital  breath  bestows — 
Let  every  breath  that  flows. 
His  noblest  fame  disclose; 

Praise  ye  the  Lord. 


Now  let  the  trumpet  raise 
Triumphant  sounds  of  praise. 

Wide  as  His  fame! 
There  let  the  harps  be  found. 
Organs  with  solemn  sound. 
Roll  your  deep  notes  around- 
Filled  with  His  name. 


EVENING  HYMN. 


— (% — I \ 


Scotch  Tdnh.  "Wahd." 


i^ 


I      I     hj   t 


-^-J-<^ 


1.  For-  give  me.  Lord,  thro'    Thy  dear   Son,  The  ills     that  I 

2.  Teach  me    to     live   that       I     may  dread  The  grave  as  lit 

3.  Be     Thou  myGuar-dian  while    I  sleep;  Thy  watch-ful  sta 

4.  Lord,  let    my  heart  for  -  ev  •  er    share  The  bliss    of  Thy 


^ 


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this    day 

tie      as 

tion  near 

pa  -  ter 

J- 


have  done ; 

my  bed; 

me  keep; 

nal  care; 


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--Tw^ 


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4-  y     y — y- 


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That  with  the  world,  my  -  self,   and  Thee,       I,    ere       I  sleep. 

Teach  me    to    die     that     so        I      may  With  joy      be   -  hold 

My    heart  with  love     ce  -  les  -  tial     fill.  And  guard  me  from 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven   a  -  bove,  To     see     Thy  face 


at  peace   may 
the  judg  -  ment 

approach    of 
and  sing     Thy 


w 


-m — m- 


-M — ■■ 


-J — m- 


be. 

day. 

ill. 

love. 


1i=^ 


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2. 

Lord,  I  my  vows  to  Thee  renew — 
Scatter  my  sins  like  morning  dew ; 
Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and 
And  with  Thyself  my  spirit  filL  [will, 


I. 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun, 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise, 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 


J' 
Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day,  ' 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say,    [migbi 
That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their 
In  Thy  sale  glory  may  ""'t<». 


306 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


This  touching  song,  "The  Sands  o' Dee,"  by  Charles 
Kingsley,  occurs  in  his  novel  of  "  Alton  Locke."  The 
hero  says :  *♦  After  singing  two  or  three  songs,  Lillian 
began  fingering  the  keys,  and  struck  into  an  old  air, 
wild  and  plaintive,  rising  and  falling  like  the  swell  of 
an  yEolian  harp  upon  a  distant  breeze.  •  Ah !  now,' 
she  said, '  if  I  could  get  words  for  that !  What  an 
exquisite  lament  somebody  might  write  to  it'  .  .  My 
attention  was  caught  by  hearing  two  gentlemen,  close 
to  me,  discuss  a  l^autiful  sketch  by  Copley  Fielding, 
if  I  recollect  rightly,  which  hung  on  the  wall — a  wild 
waste  of  tidal  sands,  with  here  and  there  a  line  of 
stake-nets  fluttering  in  the  wind — a  gray  shroud  of  rain 
sweeping  up  from  the  westward,  through  which  low, 
red  cliffs  glowed  dimly  in  the  rays  of  the  setting  sun 
—a  train  of  horses  and  cattle  splashing  slowly  through 


shallow,  desolate  pools  and  creeks,  their  wet,  red  and 
black  hides  glittering  in  one  long  line  of  level  light. 
One  of  the  gentlemen  had  seen  the  spot  represented, 
at  the  mouth  of  the  Dee,  and  began  telling  wild  stories 
of  salmon-fishing  and  wild-fowl  shooting — and  then  a 
tale  of  a  girl,  who,  in  bringing  her  father's  cattle  home 
across  the  sands,  had  been  caught  by  a  sudden  flow 
of  the  tide  upon  the  beach  and  was  found  next  day  a 
corpse  hanging  among  the  stake-nets  far  below.  The 
tragedy,  the  art  of  the  picture,  the  simple,  dreary  gran- 
deur of  the  scenery,  took  possession  of  me,  and  I  stood 
gazing  a  long  time,  and  fancying  myself  pacing  the 
sands.  .  .  As  I  lay  castle-building,  Lillian's  wild  air 
Still  rang  in  my  ears,  and  combined  itself  somehow 
with  the  picture  of  the  Cheshire  Sands,  and  the  story 
of  the  drowned  girl,  till  it  shaped  itself  into  a  song." 


THE  SANDS  O'  DEE. 


Francis  Boott. 
Charles  Kincslby. 


1.  O      Ma  -  ry,    go 

2.  The  creeping  tide 

3.  Oh!    is      it    weed, 

4.  They  rowed  her  in 


and   call  the  cat  •  tie  home.  And  call    the   cat  -  tie  home.   And 

came  up  along     the  sand.   And  o'er  and  o'er    the   sand.   And 

or    fish,  or  float -ing  hair  I   A    tress      o'   gold -en    hair!       O' 

across  the  roll  •  ing  foam.   The  era-  el,  crawl -ing  foam,    The 


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BI*|;t]g    9^ 


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call    the  cat -tie  home.  Across     the  sands  o'Dee.  The  western  wind  was  wild  and  dank,  The 

round  and  round  the  sand,  As    far    as  eye  could  see;  Theblindingmistcamepouringdown.The 

drown-ed  maiden's  hair.    Above    the   nets    at  sea?  Was    never  weed  or  fish  that  shone.  Was 

era  •  el,  hungry  foam.  To  her  grave  beside  the  sea;  But    still  the  boatmen  hear  her  call.  But 


western  wind  was  wild  and  dank.  Was  wild  and  dank  with  foam;  And  all   alone    went    she. 

blinding  mist  came  pouring  down.  Came  down  and  hid  the  land.  And  never  home  came  she! 

never   weed  or  fish  that  shone.  That  shone      so  fair     Among  the  stakes  on    Dee ! 

Still  the  boatmen  heard  her  call.        Call    the  cat  -  tie   home,  Across  the  sands    o'     Dee. 


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Architecture  is  one  of  the  most  fascinating  arts, 
•nd  its  study  has  been  to  many  a  man  a  sublime  life- 
work.  Lincoln  and  York  Cathedrals,  St.  Paul's  and 
St,  Peter's,  the  arch  of  Titus,  Theban  temple,  Alham- 
bra,  and  Parthenon,  are  monuments  to  the  genius 
of  those  who  built  them.  But  more  wonderful  than 
any  arch  they  ever  lifted,  or  any  transept  window 
they  ever  illumined,  or  any  Corinthian  column  they 
ever  crowned,  or  any  Gothic  cloister  they  ever  elab- 
orated, is  the  human  ear.  Among  the  most  skillful 
and  assiduous  physiologists  of  our  time  have  been 
those  who  have  given  their  time  to  the  examination 
of  the  ear,  and  ^e  studying  of  its  arches,  its  walls, 
its  floor,  its  canals,  its  aqueducts,  its  galleries,  its 
intricacies,  its  convolutions,  its  divine  machinery;  and 
yei,  it  will  take  another  thousand  years  before  the 


world  comes  to  any  adequate  appreciation  of  what 
God  did  when  He  planned  and  executed  the  infinite 
and  overmastering  architecture  of  the  human  ear. 
The  most  of  it  is  invisible,  and  the  microscope  breaks 
down  in  the  attempt  at  exploration.  The  cartilage  which 
we  call  the  ear  is  only  the  storm-door  of  the  great 
temple  clear  down  out  of  sight,  next  door  to  the  immor- 
tal soul.  Such  scientists  as  Helmholtz,  and  De  Blain- 
ville,  and  Rank,  and  Buck,  have  attempted  to  walk  the 
Appian  Way  of  the  human  ear,  but  the  mysterious 
pathway  hits  never  been  fully  trodden  but  by  two  feet — 
the  foot  of  sound  and  the  foot  of  God. —  Talmage. 
Instruction  by  the  living  voice  has  this  advantage 
over  books,  that  as  being  more  natural,  it  is  also  more 
impressive.  Hearing  rouses  the  attention  and  keeps 
it  alive  far  more  effectually  than  reading. — Hamilton^  ^ 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


307 


MUSIC  ON  THE  WAVES. 

A-i^ — &» — f^-*^ — fc— ^ 


J.  E.  Carpbhthh. 
Charles  W.  Glover. 


t^ »      ^ 

Tiie  winds  soft  •  I7  sigh     in  their  mys  •  ti  •  cal  caves.  And  the  moon  gilds  the  slum-ber  -  ing 


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seas,  The  sound  of  sweet  mu-sic  comes  o  -  ver  the  waves  Like       splr  -  it-voice  borne  on  the 


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breeze.  Faintly  and  low,  soft  - 17  and  slow.        Heard  o'er  the  waves  as  they 

Faintly  and  low,  soft  -  ly  and  slow 


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After  \st  D.  C.  pass  to  Alto  Sol0i 


VP  '     ~        rnf^  ^ 

rip-pie  and  flow ;  Faintly  and  low,  soft-ly  and  slow,  Heard  o'er  the  waves  as  they  ripple  and  flow. 


SOPKANO  Soixj. 


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■^ZHHLH—^. 


Is     it   the  song  of  the  si  •  rens  that  keep  Re  -  vel  be  -  low  in  their  home  of  the  deep  ?  Or  from 


yon  dis-tant  ship,  far,  far  o'er  the  foam.  The  voice  of  the    ab-sent  ones  sing  -  ing    of  home  ? 
Alto  Solo. 


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No !  'tis  but  fan  -  cy  that  gives  to    the  breeze  The  music  that  steals  through  the  murmuring  seas :  The 

jy,  C.  to  Sovran:)  Sole, 


N  >    N 


Ji  s  ^  N 


^^^^^^; 


J**    J 


j^  IJ     J  i  J^^fe?=b 


Sweet  song  that  sounds  when  the  stars  shine  above,  When  nature  is  mu  -  sic,  and  mu  -  sic  is  love. 


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FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


In  the  Schools. — No  one  thing  has  done  more 
for  music  in  the  past  twenty  years  than  its  introduc- 
tion as  an  integral  part  of  our  common  school 
education.  In  the  large  cities  and  suburban  towns 
little  seems  left  to  desire  in  that  direction.  From 
the  time  children  at  the  age  of  five  enter  the  prima- 
ry school  till  at  the  age  of  sixteen  or  eighteen  they 
graduate  from  the  high  or  normal  school,  music  is 
as  much  a  part  of  their  training  as  the  multiplication 
table  and  spelling  book.  The  next  generation  will 
see  what  we  foresee,  and  reap  the  harvest  this  gen- 
eration is  so  wisely  sowing.      If,  as  we  contend, 


music  is  in  itself  purifying  and  elevating,  if  it  can 
displace  and  crowd  out  baser  pleasures  by  giving 
innocent  recreation  and  excitement  to  a  people  that 
must  be  amused,  a  people  who  must  be  busy  for  good 
or  for  evil,  we  can  not  have  too  much  of  it.  It  can 
not  enter  too  largely  or  too  deeply  into  the  system 
of  common-school  education.  In  curious  juxtapo- 
sition in  an  English  paper  a  short  time  since  was  a* 
statement  that  Dean  Stanley  had  no  appreciation  of 
music,  and  was  averse  to  its  introduction  into  state 
systems  of  education;  in  another  column  was  a  re- 
port of  one  of  Dean  Stanley's  addresses  on  the  condi- 


7^ 


STEAL  AWAY. 


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nrf-tf 


Slave  Hymn. 


:=t 


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Slow. 


Steal 


way,      steal         a    -    way,      steal 


S}r-s^=t==g==^: 


steal       a   -    way        to        Je    -    sus! 


S^ 


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Steal      a  -   way,      steal    a  -   way  home,    I've      not       got      long        to        stay    here. 


i«-j?-- 


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I.  My 


Lord 


calls      me,         He         calls      me        by 


2.  Green     trees      are        bend  -  ing,       Poor       sin    •     ners    stand 


3.  My         Lord 


calls      me, 

J. 


He 


m 


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calls        me      by 


the 
the 


thun  -  der;  The 
tremb-ling;  The 
light  -  ning;      The 


.    ^W^      .IS     J^     J 

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P  rit. 


DC. 


^"^rr^*"-  * '  V 


trum-pet       sounds      it         in      my    soul:   I've      not      got      long 


to       stay    here. 


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tion  of  the  working  classes,  lamenting  with  an  evident 
surprise  that  while  so  much  had  been  done  within 
the  last  twenty  years  to  lessen  intemperance  among 
the  gentry,  so  little  comparatively  had  been  effected 
among  the  laboring  class.  The  inference  is  natural 
and  not  far-fetched  which  assumes  a  need  among 
that  very  working  class  which  had  remained  un- 
heeded, unsupplied.  The  gentleman  has  his  elegant 
home,  his  intellectual  entertainments;  an  atinosphere 
of  grace  and  beauty  surrounds  him,  or  is  easUy  at- 
tainable; his  craving  for  excitement,  for  a  life  apart 


from  his  labor,  is  gratified  with  scarcely  an  effort  on 
his  part.  The  man  less  fortunately  situated  needs 
recreation  and  stimulus  even  more  than  the  other. 
Warmth,  light,  companionship,  he  must  have.  The 
gin-palace  offers  them,  ruining  body  and  soul,  while 
it  affects  to  comfort  both.  Tear  down  the  rum-shop, 
turn  the  trades-union  into  a  choral  society,  bring 
good  music  with  attractive  surroundings  before  him, 
educate  his  children  to  take  part  in  grand  old  folk- 
songs, glees,  and  madrigals,  and  in  a  generation  a 
Strange  revolution  would  be  wrought— .£/7w  Gray. 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND    HOME. 

SWING  LOW,  SWEET  CHARIOT. 


309 


Slayb  Htmm. 


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■a:  i.  ^. 


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Com-ing    for      to     car  -  ry     me 


Swing   low,     sweet   char    -    i 


^^z  r 


g  •      g: 


ot, 


home. 


Efe 


1.  I      looked    o    -    ver    Jor  -  dan, 

2.  If  you       get         there     be 

3.  The  bright  -  est       day  that      ev 

4.  I'm        some  -  times        up      and 


and    what   did 
fore 
er 
some    • 


I  see, 

I  do, 

I  saw, 

times  down, 


^ 


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^ 


Com-ing  for  to  car-ry  me 

Com-ing  for  to  car  -  ry  me 

Com-ing  for  to  car  -  ry  me 

Com-ing  for  to  car  -  ry  me 


g     g     g 


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DC. 


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com-ing    af  -  tec 
com    -    ing 
sins         a 

heav-en  -  ly 


sirS 


O 


r 


home?    A      band  of      an  -  gels 

home.    Tell  all  my  friends  I'm 

home.  When  Je    -  sus  wash'd  my 

home.    But     still  my  soul    feels 


me,  Com- 
too,  Com- 
way,  Com- 
bound.  Com- 


1^^ 


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ing  for  to  car  -  ry  me  home, 

ing  for  to  car  -  ry  me  home. 

■ing  for  to  car  -  ry  me  home, 

ing  for  to  car  -  ry  me  home. 


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GIVE  ME  JESUS. 


Slavs  Hymn. 


'1'  ii.fJ..Mi;jij.j^j.,fi.i,ni.f,t,t,V^r[ 


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1.  Oh,       when  I  come  to   die.  Oh,     when  I  come  to   die.  Oh,     when  I  come  to  die,  Give  me  Je  - 

2.  In  the  morning  when  I  rise.  In  the  morning  when  I    rise.  In  the  morning  when  I  rise.  Give  me  Je - 

3.  Dark    midnight  was  my  cry,  Dar-  midnight  was  my  cry.  Dark   midnight  was  my  cry.  Give  me  Je  - 
4,1          heard  the  mourner  say,  I        heard  the  mourner  say,  I        heard  the  mourner  say.  Give  me  Je - 


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The  origin  of  these  Slave  Songs  is  unique.  They  are 
never"  composed  "  after  the  manner  of  ordinary  music, 
but  spring  into  life,  ready  made,  from  the  white  heat 
of  religious  fervor  during  some  protracted  meeting  in 
church  or  camp.  They  come  from  no  musical  cultiva- 
tion whatever,  but  are  the  simple,  ecstatic  utterances  of 
wholly  untutored  minds.  From  so  unpromising  a  source 
we  could  reasonably  expect  only  such  a  mass  of  crudi- 
ties as  would  be  unendurable  to  the  cultivated  ear.  On 
the  contrary,  however,  the  cultivated  listener  confesses 
to  a  new  charm,  and  to  a  power,  never  before  felt,  at 
least  in  its  kind.  What  can  we  infer  from  this  but  that 
the  child-like,  receptive  minds  of  these  unfortunates 
were  wrought  upon  with  a  true  inspiration,  and  that  this 
gift  was  bestowed  upon  them  by  an  ever-watchful  Fa- 
ther, to  quicken  the  pulses  of  life,  and  to  keep  them 
from  the  state  of  hopeless  apathy  into  which  they  were 
in  danger  of  falling.     A  technical  analysis  of  these 


melodies  shows  some  interesting  facts.  The  first  pecnl- 
iarity  that  strikes  the  attention  is  in  the  rhythm.  This 
is  often  complicated,  and  sometimes  strikingly  original, 
and  it  is  remarkable  that  the  effects  are  so  satisfactory. 
Another  noticeable  feature  of  the  songs  is  the  entire  ab- 
sence of  triple  time,  or  three-part  measure  among  them. 
The  reason  for  this  is  doubtless  to  be  found  in  the  beat- 
ing of  the  foot  and  the  swaying  of  the  body  which  are 
such  frequent  accompaniments  of  the  singing.  These 
motions  are  in  even  measure,  and  in  perfect  time ;  and 
so  it  will  be  found  that,  however  broken  and  seemingly 
irregular  the  movement  of  the  music,  it  is  always  capa- 
ble of  the  most  exact  measurement.  In  other  words,  its 
irregularities  invariably  conform  to  the  "higher  law" 
of  the  perfect  rhythmic  flow.  It  is  a  coincidence  worthy 
of  note  that  more  than  half  the  melodies  are  in  the  same 
scale  as  that  in  which  Scottish  music  is  written ;  that  is, 
with  the  fourth  and  seventh  tones  omitted.     The  fact 


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going  along  so.  Oh  yes.   Lord,  I       have  my  tri  -  als   here  be  -  low,    Oh     yes, 

walk-ing  along,  Oh  yes,   Lord,  The  element  opened,  and  the  Love  came  down,  Oh  yes, 

get    that     day.   Oh  yes.   Lord,  When  Je  -  sus  washed  my  sins  a  -  way.    Oh      yes, 


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been  written  in  this  scale,  suggests  an  interesting  in- 
quiry as  to  whether  it  may  not  be  a  peculiar  language 
of  nature,  or  a  simpler  alphabet  than  the  ordinary  dia- 
tonic scale,  in  which  the  uncultivated  mind  finds  its 
easiest  expression.  The  variety  of  forms  presented  in 
these  songs  is  truly  surprising,  when  their  origin  is 
considered.  This  diversity  is  greater  than  the  listener 
would  at  first  be  likely  to  suppose.  The  themes  are  also 
quite  as  distinct  and  varied  as  in  the  case  of  more  pre- 
tcntiotiii  compositions.  The  reader  may  feel  assured 
t'.ip*  the  music  as  here  given  is  entirely  correct.  It  was 
taken  down  fix)mthe  singingof  the  Jubilee  band,  during 
repeated  interviews  held  for  that  purpose,  and  no  line  or 
phrase  was  introduced  that  did  not  receive  full  indorse- 
ment from  these  singers.  Some  of  the  phrases  and  turns 
in  the  melodies  are  so  peculiar  that  the  listener  might 


suppose  them  to  be  incapable  of  exact  representation  by 
ordinary  musical  characters.  It  is  found,  however,  that 
they  all  submit  to  the  laws  of  musical  language,  and 
if  sung  or  played  exactly  as  written,  all  the  charac- 
teristic effects  will  be  reproduced. — TAeo.  F.  Seward. 
The  song  given  above,  is  a  favorite  on  the  Sea  Is- 
lands, off  the  coast  of  South  Carolina.  Once,  when  ill- 
feeling  was  excited  and  trouble  anticipated  because  of 
uncertain  action  of  the  Government  in  regard  to  the 
confiscated  lands  on  those  islands.  Gen  O.  O.  Howard 
was  called  upon  to  address  the  colored  people.  To 
prepare  them  to  listen,  he  requested  them  to  sing.  At 
once  an  old  woman  on  the  outskirts  of  the  meeting 
began,"  Nobody  knows  the  trouble  I've  seen,"  and  the 
whole  audienc^oined  in.  The  plaintive  melody^  and 
the  apt  refrain  of  the  rude  hymn,  produced  an  effect 
that  can  never  be  forgotten  by  those  who  heard  it  sung. 


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SLAVE  HYMNS. 


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2.  Oh,  Lord,  Oh, my  Lord,  Oh,  my  good  Lord!  Keep  me  fromsinking  down.  I  look  upyonderand  what 

3.  Oh,  Lord,  Oh,  my  Lord,  Oh,  my  good  Lord !  Keep  me  from  sinking  down.  I  bless  the  Lord  I'm  going 

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do  I  see  ?  Keep  me  from  sinking  down ;  I  seethe  angels  beck'ningto  me ;  Keep  me  from  sinking  down, 
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1.  Kingje-susin  His  chariot  rides,  Oh!  my  Lord, Withfourwhitehorsessidebyside,Oh!  my    Lord. 

2.  Whatkindof  shoes  are  those  you  wear.  Oh!  my  Lord,  That  you  can  ride  upon  the  air,  Oh!  my    Lord? 

3.  These  shoes  I  wear  are  gospel  shoes,Oh !  my  Lord,  And  you  can  wear  them  if  you  choose.  Oh !  my  Lord. 


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2.  Re -ligion's  like  a  blooming  rose,  Zi- on,  Zion,  And  none  but  him  that  feels  it  knows,  Zion,  Zi-on. 

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SPRING-TIME  ONCE  AGAIN. 


John  Locam. 
Arthur  S.  Sullivan. 


Andante  espress. 

1.  Hail,  beauteous  Stranger  of    the  grove,  Thou  messen-ger   of  Spring!  Now  heaven  repairs  thy 

2.  The  school-boy  wand'ring  thro' the  wood,  To  pull  the  primrose      gay,  Starts  thy  thrice-welcome 

3.  Sweet  bird!  thy  bow'r  is  ev  -  er  green,  Thy  sky    is     ev  -  er    clear;  Thou  hast   no   sorrow 


ru  -  ral  seat.  And  woods  thy  welcome  sing.  Soon  as  the  daisy  decks  the  green.  Thy  certain  voice  we 
voice  to  hear.  And  im  -  i-tatesthy  lay.  What  time  the  pea  puts  on  the  bloom.  Thou  fliest  thy  vocal 
in    thy  song,  No     win  -  ter  Li   thy  year !  Oh,  could  I  fly,  I'd  fly  with  thee !  We'd  make  with  joyful 


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vale;  An  annual  guest  in  oth-er  lands,  An  -  oth  -  er  Spring  to  hail.  Glad, 
wing;    Our    annual  vis  •  it  o'er  the  globe.     At  -  tendants  on    the  Spring.  Glad. 


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FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME, 

THE  DISTANT  DRUM. 


1.  Hark  to  the  sound  of  the  distant  drum,  Rap  tap  a  la,  rap  tap  a  ta,  Beating  in  time  with  the  pleasant  hum 

2.  Hark  to  the  sound  of  the  distant  drum,  Rap  tap  a  ta,  rap  tap  a  ta,  Beating  in  time  with  the  pleasant  hum 


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That  so  sweetly  fills  the  air.  And  when  these  sounds  have  from  us  gone,  In  pleasant  cheer  t' wards  home 

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in  our  dreams  repeat  the  dance,  So  gaily  joined  with  drum  and  song.  Hark  to  the  sound  of  the  distant  drum. 


Rap  tap  a  ta,    rap  tap  a  ta,   Beating  in  time  with  the  pleasant  hum  That  so  sweetly  fills  the  air. 
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smil  •  ing.  And  blessed  the     time  with  a     mer  -  ry  chime.  All    the     win  -  try  hours   be  - 


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guil  -  ing.  But     a   peev-ish  old  voice  had  that  tiresome  clock  As     it   call'd  at    day -break 


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bold  -    ly,  When  the  dawn  look'd  gray  o'er  the  mist-y  way,  And  the  air  blew  ver  -  y      cold  -  ly. 


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ALL  AMONG  THE  BARLEY. 

Cheerfully. 


EUZABBTH  StBKLINO. 


1.  Come  out, 'tis  now  September,  The  hunter's  moon's  begun,  And  thro' the  wheaten  stubble      Is 

2.  The  Sprmg,  she  is  a  young  maid,  That  does  not  know  her  mind,  The  Summer  is  a    ty  -  rant      Of 

3.  The  wheat  is  like  a  rich  man,  That's  sleek  and  well  to  do,  The  oats  are  like   a  pack  of     girls. 


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oats  are  like    a  pack  of   girls.  Laughing  and  dancing  too;  The 

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2.  The  dog  -  wood's  cup    marksplant-ing  -  time.  With     finch     on  bough  and  blackbird 

3.  All  sum  -  mer     long      in    bright   ar    -    ray.      It        rust  -  ling  waves  its  broad,  keen 

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near.  The    bee  hums  loud    at  bloom's  fair  prime,  And    ev'  -  ry  wild-bird's  note        is 

blade.  While  zephyrs      to        it    find  their    way,   And    elves  and  fays  here    seek     the 

hold   Safe  housed  from  storm — thefar-mer's  gains  More  precious  far    than    Oph  -  It's 


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pride;  01- ive  and  grape,  fit  theme  of  po-et  lays;  For  thee  our  harp  be  strung,  oh,  royal  maize  I 
clear :  Thro' all  the  land  who  no-bleempireswaysSo  broad  andgrandasgreenandglorious  maize? 
shade ;  Oh !  glad  the  hearts  of  all  that  on  it  gaze,  Un  -  til  is  gathered  in  the  ripened  maize, 
gold:  To  Him  we  raise  our  grateful  song  ofpraise  For  manna  sent  from  Hear' n,  the  gen'rous  maize. 


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-  Chorus. 


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Then  hail  to  the  monarch  high !  Hail  to  his  wealth  of  cheer !  For  we  crown  him  King ;  no  rival  need  he  fear, 


k^rfBi^-l-Wa-A^^ 


ltfi'"J.ri'j'JJJJL^JJjlJ.NJjl.l.Hlr^.Hni 


Swaying,  swaying,  billowy  sea  of  maize  1  The  Com  he  is  King ;  his  sceptre  bring;  and  loud  our  song  ofpraise ; 


fet'-p^g^fr^^fS^S&gl^:^^ 


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Swaying,  swa3nng,  beautiful,  wondrous  maize!  Blade,  tassel  and  ear  with  floss  so  fair,  thou  bom  of  summer  days ! 

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OH,  WHAT  IS  THE  MATTER  WITH  ROBIN? 

Lively. 


Aunt  Cij^ra. 
From  "The  Nursbrv." 


1.  "  Oh,  what  is  the  matter  with  Robin,  That  makes  her  cry  round  here  all  day  ?  I  think  she  must  be  in  great 

2.  "  He  carried  them  home  in  his  pocket ;  I  saw  him,  from  up  in  this  tree  :  Ah  me!  how  my  lit -tie  heart 

3.  "Nor   I!"  said  the  birds  in  a  cho-rus:  "A  cru-el  and  mischievous  boy!   I      pit  -  y  his  fa-therand 


trou  - ble,"  Said  Swallow  to  lit-tle  Blue  Jay.  "I  think  she  must  be  in  great  trou  -  ble,  Said 
flut  -  tered  For  fear  he  would  come  and  rob  me !  Ah  me !  how  my  lit  -  tie  heart  flut  -  tered  For 
moth -er;  He  surely  can't  give  them  much  joy;     I       pit  -  y    his  fa-therand    moth-er;  He 


Swallow  to  little  Blue   Jay.        "  I  know  why  the  Robin  is    cry -ing,"  Said  Wren  with  a  sob  in    her 
fear  he  would  come  and  rob  me !  "Oh,  what  little  boy  was  so  wick-ed  ?  "  Said  Swallow,  beginning   to 
surely  can't  give  them  much  joy.  I  guess  he  forgot  what  a  pleas-ure    The  dear  lit-tle  rob -ins  all 


.-r.^. 


D,S."\  guess  he  tor-got  that  the  rule  is.    To    do    as  you  would  be  done 


breast, 

cry; 

bring. 


"A     naugh  -  ty  bold  rob-ber  has      stol  -  en.   Three  lit  -  tie    blue  eggs  from  her 

"  I        wouldn't    be  guil  -  ty    of        rob  -  bing    A      dear  lit  -  tie  bird's-nest — not 

In      ear  -  ly  spring-time  and  in       sum  -  mer.    By    beau  -  ti  -  ful  songs  that  they 


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by; 


I       guess    he  for -got  that  from  Heav  -  en  There  looks  down  an  All -See -ing 


D.S.  to  last  verse  only. 


nest, 

I." 

sing, 


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w-  k^l* 


1/  I      ^  ^  -^  ^ 

A    naugh  -  ty  bold  rob-ber  has  stol  -  en  Three  lit  -  tie  blue  eggs  from  her  nest. 

I        wouldn't  be  guil-ty    of  rob -bing  A       dear  lit  -  tie  bird's-nest — not   I." 

In      ear  -  ly  spring-time  and  in  sum  -  mer.  By    beau  -  ti  -  ful  songs  that  they  sing." 


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Eye,        I       guess  he  for -got  that  fixim  Heav -en  There  looks  down  an  All-See-ing    Eye.' 


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Thk  Marseillaise.— Richard  Grant  White,  in 
his  work  on  patriotic  national  songs,  gives  a  graphic 
account  of  the  circumstances  under  wliich  this  most 
stirring  of  all  national  airs  was  written.  He  says : 
"  This  remarkable  '  hymn '  strack  out  in  the  wiiite 
heat  of  unconscious  inspiration,  perfect  in  all  its  parts, 
and  in  six  months  adopted  by  the  peopla,  the  army, 
the  legislature  and  the  whole  nation,  is  a  war-cry, 
a  summons  to  instant  battle.  It  has  no  inspiration 
but  glory,  and  invokes  no  god  but  liberty.  Rouget 
de  Lisle,  its  author,  was  an  accomplished  officer,  an 
enthusiast  for  liberty,  but  no  less  a  champion  for  just- 


ice and  an  upholder  of  constitutional  monarchy.  He 
was  at  Strasburg  in  1792.  One  day  Deiirich,  tht 
Mayor  of  the  town,  who  knew  him  well,  a\ked  him 
to  write  a  martial  song,  to  be  sung  on  the  departure 
of  six  hundred  volunteers  to  the  Army  of  the  Rhine. 
He  consented,  wrote  the  song  that  night — the  words 
sometimes  coming  before  the  music,  sometimes  the 
music  before  the  words — and  gave  it  to  Deitrich  the 
next  morning.  As  is  not  uncommon  with  authors, 
he  was  at  first  dissatisfied  with  the  fruit  of  his  suddea 
inspiration,  and,  as  he  handed  the  manuscript  to  th& 
Mayor,  he  said,  ♦  Here  is  what  you  asked  for,  but  I 


AWAY,  AWAY, 


Allegre. 


A  -  way  I  a  -  way!  the  moon  and  stars  are  shining;  We'll  dance  o'er  hill    and    flow  •  *tf\  , 


J2..   4^ 


:!?:  3!?:  Iff:  •*-  J. 


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he  fairy  moonlight  steaming  Up  -  on    the  mountain  height, )    q^    ^^   ^j^  ^^  ^^  ,  j.  j^ 
s  if  the  world  were  dreaming  Of    mu  -  sic  and    de  -  light,    )  * 

^.  .J.  J[  Jl  V-  V -«!-    -J-  -^-^-H*    -<^  -«--*■ 

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i 


«     i    I    t    t     I    t      I     i    i    4 


fear  it  is  not  very  good.'  But  Deitrich  looked,  and 
knew  better.  They  went  to  the  harpsichord  with 
Madame  and  sang  it ;  they  gathered  the  band  of  the 
theatre  together  and  rehearsed  it ;  it  was  sung  in  the 
public  square,  and  excited  such  enthusiasm,  that, 
instead  of  six  hundred  volunteers,  nine  hundred  left 
Strasburg  for  the  army.  In  the  course  of  a  few 
months  it  worked  its  way  southward  and  became  a 
favorite  with  the  Marseillais,  who  carried  it  to  Paris 
—where  the  people,  knowing  nothing  of  its  name,  its 
author,  or  its  original  purpose,  spoke  of  it  simply  as 
the '  soBg  of  the  Marseillais,'  and  as  the  Marseillaise 


it  will  be  known  forever,  and  forever  be  the  rallying 
cry  of  France  against  tyianny.  Its  author,  soon  pro- 
scribed as  a  Royalist,  fled  from  France  and  took 
refuge  in  the  Alps.  But  the  echoes  of  the  chord  that 
he  had  so  unwittingly  struck  pursued  him  even  to 
the  mountain  tops  of  Switzerland.  *  What,'  said  he, 
to  a  peasant  guide  in  the  upper  fastnesses  of  the  bor- 
der range,  *  is  this  song  that  I  hear — Allans,  enfans 
de  la  patrie?'  'That?  That  is  the  Marseillaise.' 
And  thus,  suffering  from  the  excesses  that  he  had  in- 
nocently stimulated,  he  first  learned  the  name  which 
his  countrymen  had  given  to  the  song  he  had  written." 


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THE  IVY  GREEN. 


3I9" 


Hknry  Rdssbix. 

ChAKLKS   DlCKSNS. 


1.  A     dainty    plant     is    the     I     -     vy  green,  That  creepeth  o'er  ru    •     ins       old, 

2.  Fast   he  stealeth,  tho'  he    wears  no  wings.  And  a  staunch  old  heart     has        he, 

3.  Whole  ages  have  fled,  and  their  works  decayed.  And   nations  have  scat  -  tered   been, 


Of 
How 

But  the 


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right  choice  food  are  his  meals,  I  ween,  In  his  cell  so  lone  and  cold;  The  wall  must  be  crumbled,  the 
closely  he  twineth,  how  closely  he  clings  To  his  friend,  the  huge  oak  tree !  And  sly  -  ly  he  trnileth  a- 
stout    old  I  -  vy  shall   nev  -  er  fade.  From  its  hale  and  hearty    green;      The    brave    old  plant  in  its- 


stones  decayed.  To  pleasure  his  dainty  whim,  And  the  moldering  dust  that  years  have  made  Is  a 
long  the  ground.  And  his  leaves  he  gently  waves.  As  he  joyously  hugs  and  crowdeth  round  The 
lone  -  ly  days.  Shall     fatten   up  -  on    the  past;       For  the   stateliest  building  man  can  raise  Is  the 


."^         I  i 

mer  -  ry  meal  for       him —  Creeping  where  no  life  is  seen,  A  rare  old  plant  is  the  I   -  vy  green, 

mold  of  dead  men's  graves —  Creeping  where  no  life  is  seen,  A  rare  old  plant  is  the  I    -  vy  green, 

I  -  vy's   food    at       last—  Creeping  where  no  life  is  seen,  A  rare  old  plant  is  the  I   -  vy  green, 

■       >  ^-  ^  ^  ^ 


Creeping  where  no  life  is  seen,  A    rare  old  plant  is  the   Ivy  green. 
Creep    -    ing,  creep  -    ing.  Creep 


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I  -  vy  green,  Creeping  where  no    life    is    seen. 


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creep  -  ing,  A    rare  old  plant  is  the   Ivy  green 


Creeping  where  no  life    is  seen.  Creep 


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SLUMBER   SONGS. 


Frbkch  L;;llabt. 


1.  Sleep,sleep,mydarling,Sleeptranquilly.  Mother  is   watching,  Praying  for  thee,  May  holy  an-gek 

2.  Sleep,sleep,mydarllng,Sleeptranquilly.  Thy  heav'nly  Father    Careth   for  thee.  In  thy  soft  era -die 


On  wings  of  light,  Bring  to  my  ba  -  by.  Dreams  fair  and  bright.  Dodo,  my  darling,  peacefully  sleep. 
Peacefully  sleep ;  While  thou  dost  slumber  Watch  He  will  keep.  Dodo,  my  darling,  peacefully  sleep. 

.:gVg"r>-. 


GERMAN    LULLABY    ( WIEGENLIED. ) 


ijH-S 


Not  too  Slo'M. 


1.  Brother,  thou  and  I,  Brother,  thou  and  I,  We'll  sing  our  lul  -  la  -  by. 

2.  Brother, thou  and  I,  Brother, thou  and  I,  We'll  sing  our  lul-  la  -  by. 
1.  Bru-der,  ich  und  du,  Bru-der,  ich  und  du,  wir  schla  -  fen  im  -  mer  zu. 


Hush  thee,  dear, sing 
Hush  thee,  darling. 
Still   und  still  und 


sweet  and  low, 
have  no  fear, 
im  -  mer  still, 


Ba  -  by  now  to  rest  would  go;  Hush  thee, hush  thee.  Sing- ing  soft  and  low. 
Lov  -  ing  arms  en-fold  thee  here ;  Hush  thee,  hush  thee.  Mother's  watching  near, 
well  mein  Madchenschlafen  will.  Stil- le,    stil  -  le,    kein  Gerausch  gemachL 


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OLD   GAELIC 


LULLABY. 


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Whittibr's  Child 

4- 


LlFS. 


^^ 


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«=:: 


^-^— S-c 


Tenderly.  ^          I 

1.  Hush!  the  waves     are       roll  -   ing         in, 

2.  Hush!  the  winds    roar  hoarse   and     deep, 

3.  Hush!  the  rain    sweeps  o'er    the  knowes, 


White 

On 

Where 


mi^ 


Si-U- 


with  foam. —  white 
they  come, —    on 
they  roam, —  where 

I*-    -^  -I  - 


with 
they 
they 


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ba  -  oy 


foam;       Fa  -  ther    toils      a  -  mid    the     din.     But      ba  -  by    sleeps    at  home, 

come!      Broth  -  er    seeks   the  wand'ring  sheep,     But      ba  -  by    sleeps    at  home. 

roam;*    Sis   -    ter    goes     to    seek    the  cows,     But      ba  -  by    sleeps    at  home. 

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NURSERY    SONGS.  Mann«Goo5B. 


p^^=^^^^^^^^^i^ 


Ding,  dong,  bell,  Pussy's  in  the  well ;  Who  put  her  in?  Lit- tie  Johnny  Green;  WhopuU'dherout? 


^-H ■ Im    Lm    Im    L«    I 1 1 1 — 


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JP-JP- 


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1p  k  k  ^: 


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trV-W-V 


V-Vr 


>    i«» 


Big      John  Stout.  What   a    naughty    boy  was  that.     To  drown  our  lit  -  tie   Pus  -  sy    cat ! 

.-r-  r-  -r-  -r.-r-  -r  -r 


I .  Lit  -  tie  Jack  Hor  -  ner      sat    in     a    cor  -  ner.    Eating    a  Christmas         pie 


W^^  \.  V  ^^ 


r^^i^EEE 


■«   -g- 


F-  F   r  fc 


H 1 1 1 1- 


jp-k-lp  -  k— k- 


:^— fczfc 


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->   l^   l^ 


U    U    > 


I.  Lit-tle  MissMuf  -  fst       Sat    on    a  .  tuf  -  fet,     Eating  some  curds  and        whey.       There 


l?i=^ 


*i  J  J    r  ~j~ 


m 


put    in    his  thumb.  And  pulled  out  a   plum,  And    said,"  What  a  good  boy  am  I." 

■r--f--r-r  r- 


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-m  0 


f=e: 


g  '  s 


:f=t 


W  w  w- 


L#     U     \^     U     ^     ^ 


-   1/  i^  I     V  k  >  ^  ;^ 

came  a  great  spider,  And  sat  down  beside  her.  And  frighten' d  Miss  MuSet    a    -    way. 


3. 


^^^^^^Tt^-^^^^fete 


Hump  -  ty  Dump  -  ty        sat    on      a    wall.    Hump  -  ty  Dump  -  ty       had    a  great  fall; 


All  the  King's  horses  and     all  the  King's  men,  Couldn't  put  Humpty  to  -geth-er     a -gain. 


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Marsehxes  Hymn. — ^The  authorship  of  this  soul- 
•tirring  war  song,  so  often  prohibited  by  despotic  rulers, 
and  now  the  national  air  of  France, — the  Marseillaise, 
as  it  is  called, — ^has  frequently  been  disputed.  In  his 
recent  work  on  Strasburg  during  the  Revolution,  M. 
Seingerlot,  an  authority  upon  these  historical  questions, 
has  brought  to  light  a  number  of  old  family  papers 
ef  this  era,  from  which  it  appears  that  Rouget  de  Lisle, 
at  the  time  of  writing  these  verses,  was  an  army  officer 
contributing  occasionally  to  the  columns  of  a  leading 
newspaper  of  Strasburg,  owned  by  the  Mayor  of  the 
city.  The  wife  of  this  gentleman,  a  lady  of  musical 
taste,  regarded  this  poem  a  masterpiece,  and  urged 
tiiat  it  be  set  to  music  by  the  author  and  published. 
It  accordingly  appeared  in  this  form,  probably  in 


April,  1792,  entitled,  "A  war  song  for  the  Army  of  the 
Rhine."  In  a  letter  yet  extant,  from  Madame  Deit- 
rich,  the  Mayor's  wife,  she  says :  «•  The  occupation  of 
copying  music  has  enabled  me  for  some  days  to  sliut 
my  ears  to  political  wrangles.  Politics  only  are  now  ' 
discussed  here.  To  invent  something  new  for  the  en- 
tertainment of  our  numerous  guests,  my  husband  has 
hit  upon  the  expedient  of  having  a  song  composed 
for  the  times,  which  embodies  the  patriotic  feeling  of 
the  town.  A  captain  of  engineers,  Rouget  de  Lisle, 
who  is  a  very  amiable  poet  and  composer,  has  rapidly 
done  for  him  the  song  and  the  music  It  is  spirit- 
stirring  {entrainmenf),  and  not  wanting  in  originality. 
It  is  in  the  feeling  of  Gluck,  but  more  lively  and  alert, 
and  has  been  performed  at  our  house  to  the  satisfac 


THE  LAST  ROSE  OF  SUMMER. 


Thomas  Moors. 


1.  'Tis  the  last  rose  of      summer,  Left  blooming    a    »    lo„s;    All  her  lovely     com  • 

2.  I'll  not  leave  thee,  thou  lone  one,  To  pine     on    the      stem.  Since  the  lovely     are 

3.  So         soon  may  I       fol-low,  ^Vhen  friendships  de  -   cay,    And  from  love's  shining 

Iff:     :ff:^.   1^  r^  -     .1*^  -  :ff: 


panions  Are 
sleeping.  Go 
dr  -  cle      The 


fad  •  ed  and 
sleep  thou  with 
gems     drop    x 


gone;  1^1  o  flow-er  of  her  kindred.  No 
them;  Thus  kind-ly  I  scatter  Thy 
way;      When  true  hearts  lie      withered.  And 


rose-bud  is  nigh, 
leaves  o'er  the  bed, 
fond  ones    are  flown. 


To     re -fleet  back  her     blushes,    Or    give       sigh  for  sigh. 

Where  thy  mates  of  the     garden     Lie   scent  '  less  and  dead. 

Oh^    who  would    in    -  hab-it     This  bleak     world  a- lone  1 


lion  of  all  who  have  heard  it."  Capt.  Rouget  de  Lisle 
was  asked  to  draw  his  inspiration  from  passing  events 
and  the  dominant  sentiment  of  the  town,  which  was 
a  frontier  stronghold,  and  no  doubt  tremendously 
aroused  by  the  news  from  Paris  and  by  the  declara- 
tion of  war.  Strasburg  would  probably  have  to  bear 
the  brunt  of  the  invasion,  and,  in  any  case,  would  be 
the  centre  of  military  operations.  Political  discussion 
went  on,  therefore,  to  the  exclusion  of  other  topics. 
The  fact  that  the  Deitrichs  kept  the  harpsichord  going, 
and  had  Capt.  Rouget  de  Lisle  compose  this  new 
thing  for  it  to  create  a  diversion  amid  stirring  politics, 
is  a  curious  example  of  the  power  "  that  shapes  our 
•nds,  rough-hew  them  how  we  will."  It  would  be 
iaterestiog  to  know  how  the  song  got  to  Marseilles 


without  going  through  Paris.  A  regimental  band  may 
have  taken  it  to  the  South.  The  first  time  it  was 
heard  in  Paris  was  the  day  the  Revolutionary  depu- 
tation of  Marseilles,  which  had  come  on  foot,  singing 
what  was  ever  afterward  to  be  known  as  their  "  hymn," 
entered  the  capital.  It  was  caught  np  at  once,  and 
spread  like  wildfire  through  the  nation.  The  entra  in, 
which  the  Mayor's  wife  said  was  one  of  its  character- 
istics, so  roused  the  Parisians  that  nothing  could  with- 
stand their  fury.  Under  the  monarchical  governments 
in  France,  the  song  has  always  been  held  seditious, 
because  of  its  extraordinary  influence  upon  th« 
French  people.  The  first  time  since  the  Revolution 
that  it  was  not  regarded  treasonable  by  those  in  au- 
thority, was  at  tlie  opening  of  the  World's  Fair,  in  1878. 


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323 


MARSEILLES  HYMN. 


ROUGBT  DB  LiSLB,  I772. 


1.  Ye  sons  of  France,  awake  to  glo  «  ry  1  Hark,  hark  I  what  mjrriads  bid  you  rise !  Your  children* 

2.  With  lux-u  -  ry  and  pride  sur  -  rounded.  The  vile,  in-sa-  tiate  des.pots dare,   Their  thirst  for 

3.  Oh,  Lib  -  er  -  ty  1  can  man  resign  thee.      Once  having  felt  thy  gen'rous  flame  ?  Can  dungeons. 


wives,  and  grand-sires  hoary :  Behold  their  tears,and  hear  their  cries.  Behold  their  tears  and  hear  their 
gold  and  pow  -  er  unbounded,  To  mete  and  vend  the  light  and  air.  To  mete  and  vend  the  light  and 
bolts    and  bars  con -fine  thee  ?  Or  whips  thy  no- blespir- it  tame?  Or  whips  thy  no-ble  spir  -  it 

ig::^-^  igfig::*?:  :gt   -Bi^:-^  i^rr^  -T'^-p:   -T-^^ig:  i^:^  :Bl^ 


cries  I  Shall  hateful  tyrants  mis  -  chief  breed  -  ing.  With  hireling  hosts,  a  rut  -  fian      band,      Af  * 
air.       Like  beasts  of  burden  would  they  load  us.   Like  gods  would  bid  their  slaves  adore;    But 
tame?  Too  long  the  world  has  wept  be  -  wail  -  ing  That  falsehood's  dagger  tyrants  wield ;    But 


fright  and  desolate  the  land,  While  peace  and  liberty  lie  bleeding !  To'  arms,  to  arms,  ye 
man  is  man,  and  who  is  more  ?  Thentshall  they  longer  lash  and  goad  us  ?  To  arms,  to  arms  ye 
freedom  is  our  sword  and  sliield.  And   all  their  arts  are  unavailing:  To   arms,    to  arms,  ye 


324 


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THE  MAHOGANY  TREE. 

GtntaiiU  espress  t  tnelte  accentate. 


P^'^i^*=i- 


W.  M.  THAOCnAT. 

Fabio  Camfama. 


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stit 


1.  Christ-mas   is    here;     Winds  whistle  shrill,       I    -    cy    and    chill,        Lit  -  tie   care   we; 

2.  Once   on  the  boughs     Birds   of    rare  plume       Sang,  in     its  bloom:       Night-birds  are  we; 

3.  Care,  like    a      dun.     Lurks  at     the   gate;       Let   the   dog    wait;       Hap -py  we'll    be! 


Lit  -  tie  we  fear  Weather  with -out,  Sheltered  a  -  bout  The  Ma  -  ho  -  ga  -  ny  Tree. 
Here  we  carouse,  Sing -ing  like  them.  Perched  round  the  stem  Of  the  jol-ly  old  Tree. 
Pile    up    the  coals ;  While  the  song  rolls      Let    us      for    -   get.  Round  the  old  Tree. 

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Eve  -  nings 
Here    let 
Sor  -  rows. 


we   know,  Hap  -  py  as  this;  Fa  -  ces    we 

us    sport.  Boys,    as  we      sit —  Laughter   and 

be  -  gone !  Life     and  its  ills,  Duns  and  their 

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miss        Pleas  -  ant        to 

wit        Flash  -  ing       so 

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free.  Life       is      but      short,       When  we  are   gone, 

flee.  Come  with   the      dawn,       En  -  vi  -  ous  sprite; 


Peace  to  your  dust! 
Let  them  sing  on. 
Leave  us    to  -  night. 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 

I  rail.       '\  a  tempo. 


325 


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We  sing  round  the  Tree. 
Round  the  old  Tree. 
Round  the    old     Tree ! 


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DREAM  FACES. 


Wm.  M.  Hutchinson. 


1.  The  shad  -  ows    lie       a  -  cross  the  dim  old  room,  The  fire  -  light  glows  and  fades  in  -  to    the 

2.  Once  more   I      see,      a  -  cross  the  dis-tant  years,  A     face   long  gone  with  all  its  smiles  and 


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gloom,  While  mem'ry  sails  to  childhood's  distant  shore,  And  dreams,  and  dreams  of  days  that  are  no  more 
tears;   Once  more    I   press  a    ten-derlov-inghand.  And  with  my  dar- ling 'neath  the  old  oak  stand. 

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Sweet  dream-land     fa  -  ces,    pass  -  ing    to     and      fro,  Bring    back     to    mem'  -  ry 


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loved  one,  we  shall  meet  a  -  gain." 


3.  But        all    I  loved  are  gone.  And  I     a-lone  in 


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life.      To    wait,  and  wait,  and      wait,      Till  death  shall  end  the  strife;  Un  -  til  once  more  I 


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327 


roll. 


adm. 


join  the  hearts  that  loved  me  best,  Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling  And  the  weary  are    at 


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rest!  we  shall  meet    a  -  gain,     we  shall  meet,  shall  meet   a  -  gain! 

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FLOWERETS  BLOOMING. 

[PRAISE  OF  TEARS.] 


F.  Schubert. 

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Moderate. 

1.  Flow'rets  blooming,  winds  per  -  fum  -  ing,  Ev  -  'ry    joy    of    youth   and  spring,  Soft     ca 

2.  "When  the  streaming  eyes  are     beaming  Thro'  the  mist  of       sor  -  row's    tear,  There's  a 

3.  Deep  grief  tell -ing,  tears  were  well -ing.  Till  they  flow'd  throughout  the  world ;  They  sur 


ress  -  es    beau  -  ty        press  -  es      On      the     lips    that    fond  -  ly       cling;        Joy     o'er- 
heal  -  ing  Power  re     •     veal  -  ing     Heav'nly   glimp  -  ses   bright    and     clear.         Oh,     how 
round  it,    and       a     -    round  it       All    their  pity-  ing   waves  have    curl'd;     Earth's  dust 


flow  -  ing,  nec-tar  glowing, 
fleet  -  ly,  calm'd  thus  sweetly, 
spurning,     art  thou  yearning 


Mer  -  ry  dance  and      fro  -  lie        arts. 
Each  wild  thought^to  rest    is      hush'd. 
For    a   state     all      free  from      sin? 


All  the  passions'  wildest 
As  the  flowers,  cool' d  by 
Then  in    weep-ing  thy  soii 


fash  -  ions.  Can   they    ev    - 

show  -  ers,  Lift  their  heads 

steep  -  ing,  Let      it    plunge 

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fill  our  hearts  ?  Can  they  ev  - 
that  erst  were  crush'd.  Lift  their  heads 
that  flood  with -in.         Let    it  plunge 


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that  erst  were  crushed, 
that  flood  with   -    in. 


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328 


FA  VORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOiME. 


Singers,  good  and  bad,  are  often  troubled  with  an 
apparent  stoppage  in  the  throat,  and  this  inconvenience 
seems  to  be  at  its  worst  just  at  that  moment  when 
they  wish  to  sing.  To  displace  or  to  cure  this  stop- 
page, they  begin  hacking  and  coughing  ("  clearing  the 
throat"  as  it  it  called,)  which  proceeding,  however, 
only  makes  bad  worse  for  the  time  being,  and  finally 
grows  into  a  habit,  till  at  last  such  people  cannot  ven- 
ture to  open  their  mouths  without  first  subjecting  the 
throat  to  a  series  of  these  irritating  "  hacks."  A  good 
master  will  soon  cure  this  complaint  by  refusing  to 


continue  the  lesson  whenever  the  pupil  gives  way  to 
the  bad  habit.  It  is  in  many  cases  simply  a  nervous 
trick,  and  if  the  singer  will  accustom  himself  to  swal- 
low instead  of  coughing,  whenever  he  feels  the  sensa- 
tion of  which  we  are  speaking,  he  will  soon  be  rid  of 
it.  If  it  result  in  any  case  from  real  weakness  of  the 
throat,  it  may  be  beneficial  to  gargle  three  or  four 
times  a  day  with  moderately-strong  salt  and  water,  es- 
pecially before  singing.  This  does  not  harm  the  voice, 
and  by  bracing  and  strengthening  the  muscles  of  the 
throat  renders  them  more  obedient  to  the  singer's  will. 


SEE  THE  SUN'S  FIRST  GLEAM. 


Gekman. 


i^U^M^. 


i^-i4#-<H 


Allegro. 

1.  See  the  sun's  first  gleam  on  the  mountain  stream.  Now  chant  our  cho  -  rus     gay,Tra  la  la,  Come, 

2.  Now  the  cham-ois   fleet  we        long  to  meet,  With  dawn's  first  blushing    ray,  Trala  la.  With 

3.  Then  at     ev  -  en  tide,  when  the  sun  doth  hide  Be  -  hind  yon    moun-tain  gray,  Tra  la  la.  And 


com  -  rades,  rouse  from  the  sloth  -  ful  dream.  With  joy  -  ous  hearts  view  the  mom-ing  beam.  For  we 
smil  -  ing    face    and  with  bounding      feet,  We'll  seek  him  then     in   his  lone    re  -  treat ;  Then  a - 
sha  -  dows  veil    all    the  land  -  scape  wide,  A  -  down  the    rock-  y  steep  we'll  glide.  Bidding 


soon  must  a- way,  must  a  -  way, 
way  to  the  hills,  then  a  -  way, 
hail    to  the  close  of  the     day. 


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For  we  soon  must  a-way,  must  a-way,  Tra  la  la.  For  we 
Then  a  -  way  to  the  hills,  then  a-way,  Tra  la  la,  Then  a  - 
Bidding  hail  to  the  close  of  the  day,  Tra  la  la.  Bidding 


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to    the  close    of   the      day. 


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Then  a  -  way  to  the  hills,  then  a  - 
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The  body  should  not  be  kept  in  a  perfectly  upright 
position  when  singing.  The  best  position  is  with  its 
chief  weight  upon  the  right  leg  and  foot,  the  head 
gently  leaning  forward,  the  arms  and,  indeed,  the  whole 
carriage  disposed  in  a  manner  that  would  indicate  to 
the  audience  a  sort  of  desire  on  your  part  to  persuade 
them  and  bring  them  over  to  your  feelings  and  senti- 
ments. When  the  right  leg  begins  to  tire  with  the 
weight  of  the  body,  the  left  can  take  its  turn.  A  sit- 
ting position  is  a  very  bad  one  in  which  to  practice. 


Singing  should  always  be  done  in  a  standing  position. 
Instead  of  sitting  at  the  pianoforte,  and  accompanying 
an  exercise  or  "solfeggio,"  it  is  far  better  to  sound  the 
first  note  of  each  passage  therein,  and  master  the  same 
without  any  accompaniment.  The  advantages  of  this 
mode  of  practising  must  be  obvious;  but  one  of  the 
most  important  is,  that  the  attention  is  not  divided  be- 
tween piano  and  voice,  while  it  leaves  the  singer  free 
to  give  all  his  attention  and  care  to  the  production  of 
the  notes  which  he  is  endeavoring  to  sing  artistically. 


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329 


CHRISTMAS  IS  COMING. 


^jN^^^»^  Lj  i^^\^;^ll 


»- 


1.  "I        want  for  -  ty     doz  -  en      of      fine  wax -en      dolls,       And    for  -  ty  -  four  thousand  be - 

2.  "There's  Malcolm,  and  Har-ry,   and    Clarence,  and    John,       Hope  no  end    of    hoi  -  i  -  day 

3.  "And     wonder  -  ful   pic  -  tures,  books,  mu  -  sic,  and   flowers,    And  birds  singing  gai-ly      in 


side  them;  I've  a  tel  e  -  phone  order  for  good  bouncing  balls,  So  ma-ny  I  nev-er  can 
treas  -  ure.  Of  San-ta  Claus'  vis  it  from  evenmg  till  dawn  They  talk  or  they  dream  without 
ca     -     ges,  Ten  thousand  good  things  to  make  happy  the  hours  Of    folks  of    all    sta-tions  and 


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meas  -  ure.  There's  Nellie,  and  Jennie,  and  Mary,  and  Bess.What  rare  things  they'd  have  me  go 

a     -      ges.  Move  lively,  my  lads,  with  full  boxes  and  trays,    Kind     people  will  ev-'ry-where 


sort  -  ed,  And  oranges,  almonds,  and  sweet  su- gar  plums.  Quick  pack  them  or  have  them  im- 
hunt  -  ing!  The  darlings  I  love  them,  and  always  can  guess  Silks,  ribbons,  furs,  jewels  they're 
hail     them,  The    time  is  fast  speeding  and  it  would  a  -  maze  If        San  -  ta  Claus  ev-er  should 


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lieve  me ;  If  Santa  Claus  missed  it,  ah !  there  would  be  sorrow.  From  blame  none  could  ever  relieve  me." 


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330  FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 

PLAY-TIME  SONGS.  Lrm.BFoL«. 


We  come  to  see  Miss  Jen-  nie  Jones,  Jen-  nie  Jones,  Jennie  Jones,  We  come  to  see  Miss  Jennie  Jones, 


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hear      it,    to     hear      it.  We're  right  sorry]  to     hear      it,  And  how  is    she    to-day? 


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1.  Come,   all    you  young  men,  in   your      mer    -    ry  ways.  And      use        well  your  time    in 

2.  The      day    is     far  spent,  and  the  night's  com-ing    on.     So      give    us    your  arm  and  we'll 


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your  youthful  days,  That  you  may  be  happy.  That  you  may  be  hap- py  When  you  grow    old. 
jour-ney  a  -  long,  That  you  may  be  happy.  That  you  may  be  hap- py  When  you  grow    old. 


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PLAY-TIME  SONGS. 


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LmxB  Folks. 


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John-ny    had    a     lit  -  tie  dog,  And  Bin -go  was  his  name,  sir.     B-i-n-g-o    go. 


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B-i-n    •    g-o     go,      B-i-n    -    g-o      go.    Bin  -  go    was    his  name,     sir. 


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The  Rough  Material. — ^In  music  man  does  not 
reproduce  any  combination  of  sounds  he  has  ever 
heard  or  could  hear  in  the  natural  world,  in  the  same 
sense  that  the  painter  transfers  to  his  canvas  the  forms 
and  tints  he  sees  around  him.  The  musicians  seizes 
the  rough  element  of  sound  and  compels  it  to  work 
his  will,  and  having  with  infinite  pains  subjugated  and 
tamed  it,  he  is  rewarded  by  discovering  in  it  the  most 
direct  and  perfect  medium  in  all  Nature  for  the  ex> 


pression  of  his  emotions.   The  painter's  srt  lies  apoo 

the  surface  of  the  world;  its  secrets  are  wiispered  by 
the  yellow  cornfields  spotted  with  crimson  fire,  and 
the  dappled  purple  of  heather  upon  the  hills ;  but  the 
musician's  art  lies  beneath  the  surface.  His  rough 
material  of  sound  may  rather  be  compared  to  the  dull 
diamond,  earth-incrusted  and  buried  in  deep  mines; 
it  simply  does  not  exist  as  a  brilliant,  and  a  thing  of 
priceless  beauty  imtil  it  has  been  refined  and  made 


HO,  HO,  VACATION  DAYS  ARE  HERE. 

Steady  Time,  w 


J.  C.  Johnson. 


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1.  Ho,  ho,  va  -  ca-tion  days   are   here,  Tra  la, 

2.  Ho,  ho,  the    hill,   the  wood,  the    dale,  Tra  la, 

3.  Ho,  ho,  ye    song-sters  of     the  shade,  Tra  la, 

4.  Ho,  ho,  the  hours  will  quick -ly      fly,  Tra  la. 


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We  wel-come  them  with  right  good  cheery  Tra  la. 

The  lake    on  which  we     used     to      sail,  Tra  la, 

A  nier  -  ry  troop  your  haunts   in  -  vade,  Tra  la. 

And  soon    va  -  ca  -  tion    time     be      by,  Tra  la. 


tra  Ia7 

tra  la, 

tra  la, 

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In  wis  -  dom's  halls  we  love  to  be.  But  yet  'tis  pleasant  to  be  free. 
We  greet  thee  all  with  right  good  cheer.  In  thought  unchanged  a  -  gain  we're  here. 
Be  -  ware,  our  songs  of  mer  -  ry  glee,  Shall  fright  ye  from  the  greenwood  tree. 
Ah,    then    we'll  al^     in     glad       re-  frain,  Sing    wel  -  come    to     our  school     a  -  gain. 


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Ho,  ho,  va  •  ca  -  tion  days    are    here,  Tra 

Ho,  ho,  the    hill,   the  wood,  the    dale,  Tra 

Ho,  ho,  ye    songsters  of     the  shade,  Tra 

Ko,  ho,  the  hours  will  quick  -  ly      fly,  Tra 


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luminous    by  deliberate    arrangement    of   glittering 
facets  set  in  the  splendor  of  chaste  gold. — Haweis. 

Early  Dead. — In  his  early  death  Mendelssohn 
strikingly  resembles  Mozart,  of  whom  it  cannot  be 
said  that  he  died  prematurely.  His  faculty  was  devel- 
oped with  amazing  rapidity;  and  from  the  very  early 
age  at  which  he  began  to  hold  a  place  in  public  esteem 
his  artistic  life  was  by  no  means  short.     Although  a 


f>ainful  apprehension  to  the  contrary  embittered  his 
ast  days,  yet  he  lived  long  enough  for  fame.  Not  so 
Mendelssohn.  However  extended  his  mortal  span 
might  have  been,  his  fine  talent  would  have  continued, 
in  all  probability,  to  unfold  and  discover  freslj  beau- 
ties as  long  as  his  natural  faculties  were  perfect.  He 
died  in  his  thirty-six  year,  in  the  period  of  full  prom- 
ise, withered  in  the  very  spring-time  of  his  genius. 


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Beethoven,  bom  at  Bonn,  1770,  was  equally  great 
in  his  intellect  and  his  affections.  How  deep  and 
tender  was  that  noble  heart  those  know  who  have  read 
his  letters  to  his  abandoned  nephew  whom  ne  com- 
mits so  earnestly  to  "  God's  holy  keeping."  There  is  no 
stain  upon  his  life.  His  integrity  spotless,  his  purity 
nnblemished,  his  generosity  boundless,  his  affections 
deep  and  lasting,  his  piety  simple  and  sincere.     "  To- 


day happens  to  be  Sunday,"  he  writes  to  a  friend  in 
the  mc«t  unaffected  way,  "so  I  will  quote  you  some- 
thing  from  the  BiUe:  "  See  that  ye  love  one  another." 
Beethoven  was  not  only  severely  moral  and  deeply 
religious,  but  he  has  this  further  claim  to  the  admira- 
tion and  respect  of  the  musical  world,  that 'his  ideal 
of  art  was  the  h  ighest,  and  that  he  wai  true  to  his  ideal, 
utterly  and  disinterestedly  true  to  the  end. — Hceweit, 


HOME,  CAN  I  FORGET  THEE? 

Andante. 


Gbrmam  Mkiodt. 


1.  Home,  home,    can  I    for  -  get  thee.  Dear,  dear,  dearly  loved  home?  No,    no,     still     I    re- 

2.  Home,  home,  why  did  I  leave  thee?  Dear,dearfriends,donotmoum.  Home,  home,oncemore  re- 


gretthee,  Tho' I  may  far  from  thee  roam,  jj^^^j^^^j^^^j^^^^^^^^^^^^j^^^.^^ 
ceive    me.  Quickly   to  thee  I'll  re- turn.  )  *^*^ 


THERE  IS  A  HAPPY  LAND. 


Hindoo  Mblodv. 


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1.  There        'is        a        hap  -  py    land,  Far,  far       a    •    way,     Where    taints    m 

2.  Bright        in     that      hap  -  py    land,  Beams      ev'  -  ry        eye ;     Kept         by       a 

3.  Come        to      that      hap  -  py    land.  Come,    come      a    -    way.     Why        will     ye 


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glo    -    ry    stand,    Bright,  bright    as        day ;       Oh,      how  they    sweet  -  I7      sing, 
Fa  -  ther's  hand.   Love        can  -  not        die.  Oh,      then,     to        glo    -   ry      run; 

doubt-ing    stand.     Why        still      de    -    lay?        Oh,       we   shall      hap  .   py       be, 


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Wor  -  thy  is  our  Saviour  King,  Loud  let  his  prais  -  es  ring.  Praise,  praise  for  aye  I 
Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won,  And  bright  a  -  bove  the  sim.  We'll  reign  for  aye  I 
When  from  sin  and    sor  -  row  free,  Lord,  we  shall  live  with  Thee,  Blest,  blest    for       aye  I 


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THEN  YOU'LL  REMEMBER  ME. 

Andant*  eantabile.     \  \  ^^^ 


M.  W.  Balfs. 


_  Anaant*  eantabtle.  V^^.    „  |^^  . 


1.  AVhen  oth  -  er      lips     and     oth    -    er       hearts  Their  tales  of  love  shall     tell, 

2.  When  cold-ness    or       de   -   ceit    shall      slight   The     beau-ty  now  they  prize, 


In 
And 


Ian  -  guage  whose  ex  -  cess    im  -parts      The  pow'r        they  feel 
deem   it      but       a       fad  -   ed     light       Which  beams      with -in 


so     well,  There 

your  eyes;  When 


may,  per  -  haps,  in   such    a     scene  Some  rec  -  ol  -  lee  -  tion        be 
hoi  -  low  hearts  shall  wear  a     mask  'Twill  break  your  own  to      see : 

j^_         ^    J    H^  -^  -^     •         ^    -fS. 


Of  days  that  have  as 
In   such  a     moment 


hap  -  py  been.  And  you'll  re  -  member    me,      And  you'll  remember, you'll  remember    me. 
I  but  ask,  That  you'll  re -member    me.      That  you'll  remember,you'll  remember   me. 


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LOVE'S  GOLDEN  DREAM. 

-K- 


LlRDSAY   LrNNOX. 

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1.  I  hear  to-night  the  old  bells  chime  Their  sweetest,  softest     strain,  They  bring  to  me  the  olden 

2.  I  look  in  -  to  your  love-lit  eyes,     I  hear  your  gen  -  tie   voice,  You  come  to  me  from  Para  - 


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time,  In  visions  once  again :  Once  more  across  the  meadow  land,  Beside  the  flowing  stream,  We  wander^ 
disc.  And  bid  my  heart  rejoice.  Sweet  vision  fade  not  from  my  sight,  I  would  not  wake  to  pain ,  But  dream 

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darling,  hand  in  hand,  And  dream  love's  golden  dream :  Love's  golden  dream  is  past, 
at  the   per  -  tals  bright,  I  clasp  your  hand  a  -  gain :    Love's  golden  dream  is   past. 


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mists  of     pain.       Yet  shall  we  meet  at     last, 
mists  of     pain,       Yet  shall  we  meet  at    last, 


Never  to    part  a  -  gaii 
Never  to    part  a 


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WE'D  BETTER  BIDE  A  WEE. 


Ci^akibbim 


1.  The     puirauldfolk    at  hame,  yemind.Are  frail  and  fail -ing     sair,  And     weel    I  ken  they'd 

2.  When  first  we  told  our     sto  -  ry,  lad.  Their  bless-ing  fell   sae      free.       They   gave  no  thought  to 

3.  I         fear  me,  sair,  they're  failing  baith.  For  when  I    sit      a   -   part,  They'll  talk  o'Heav'nsae 
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miss   me,  lad,  Gin      I    came  hame  nae  mair, 
self     at     all.  They  did    but  think   of     me, 
earn -est  -  ly.     It     well-nigh  breaks  my  heart! 


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But,  lad  -  die,  that's  a     time     a  -  wa,  And 

So,    lad  -  die,  din  -  na    urge  me  mair.   It 


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O  THOU  JOYFUL  DAY. 

(O  DU  frShliche.) 


B.  M.  Skuckbr,  /*•. 


1.  O  thou  joyful  day,      O  thou  bless-ed  day,    Ho  -  ly,  peace  -  ful  Christmas  -  tide!    O   thou 

2.  O  thou  joyful  day,      O  thou  bless-ed  day.    Ho  -  ly,  peace  -  ful  Christmas  -  tide !    O   thou 

3.  O  thou  joyful  day,      O  thou  bless-ed  flay.    Ho  -  ly,  peace  -  ful  Christmas  -  tide!    O   thou 


joyful  day, 
joyful  day, 
joyful     day, 


O  thou  bless-ed  day.  Ho 
O  thou  blessed  day,  Ho 
O  thou  bless-ed    day.     Ho 


ly,    peace  -  ful  Christmas  -  tide !  Earth's  hopes  a  - 
•  ly,    peace  -  ful  Christmas  -  tide !  Christ's  light  is 
ly,  .  peace  -  ful  Christmas  -  tide !    King     of   all 


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Laud  Him,  O  laud  Him  on  ev  - 'ry  side! 
Latid  Him,  O  laud  Him  on  ev  • 'ry  side! 
Laud    Him,  O    laud   Him  on    ev  - 'ry    side! 


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Christ  life  has  tak  -  en, 
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2.  An  -  gels      are  thronging 

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round     thy  bed.     Thine  in   -  fant grace    to         see; 


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stars       are     pal   •   ing      o'er 


ar    -   ray     His        ad  -  vent  keep    this        mom; 
Thy  head.    The     Day-spring  dawns  with      Thee; 


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its  charms    Be   -  fore    the    man-ger    shrine;  When 

of   light,    En  -  light  -  en      us,  sweet   Child,  That 


us        the      world   must    lose 
art       the       ver    -    y       light 


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fold    -    ed       in  Thy      moth   •  er's  arms,   Thou     sleep  -  est,  Babe    Di 

we         may     keep      Thy       birth   -  day  bright   With       ser  -  vice  un  -   de 


vine, 
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THE  GOOD  "THREE  BELLS." 


Charlss  Jaktis. 


spirited.  \^f  ^  ^ 

1.  Come   swell  the  strain,  the     proud   re-frain,  That  sings    of  no  -  ble 

2.  When  storms  came  down  with  blackest  frown,  And   woke  the  o  -  cean's 

3.  They  worked  by   day,  they  worked  al  -  way.  As      brave  tars  on  -   ly 


deeds;       Hovr 
wrath ;       And 
do;      When 


^     Iff:  Jf*t:e 

-• — !—<• !• — W- 


true   men  brave  on       o-cean's  wave,  Win  fame's  most  worthy  meeds !     And    high  to  -  day,  in 
one     lost  bark    in      tern  -  pest  dark.  Lay     in   the  mad  wind's  path,  Heav'n,  pleased  to  prove  how 
from    the  wave  they  strive    to    save,  A      sink  -  ing  ves  -  sel's  crew ;       A    shout  rose  high,  "All 


grate -ful  lay,  'Mid  mu  -  sic's  witching  spells,  Let  ev  - 'ry  lip  bless  that  good  ship,  BraT« 
hu  -  man  love  In  Al- bi'n  bosoms  dwells,  Turn'd  to  that  wreck,  that  death-swept  deck,  Brave 
saved !"  they  cry !  Hark  how  the  pse  •  an  swells !  'Till  earth's  far  bound  rings  with  the  sound, "  God 

-  -  -      >-? 


Crighton's  ship,  Three  Bells 
Crighton's  ship,  Three  Bells 
tless    the  ship.  Three  Bells 


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Oh!  the   good  ship, Three  Bells! 


Oh !  the  good  ship,  Three 


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Bells!       With  her  stur  -  dy  crew,  And  her  cap  -  tain  true,  That  man  the  good  Three  Bells! 


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Three  £ells! 


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Religion  Is  reproached  with  not  being  progressiva 
it  makes  amends  by  being  imperishable.  The  endur- 
ing element  in  our  humanity  is  not  in  the  doctrines 
which  we  concisely  elaborate,  bat  in  the  faiths  which 
unconsciously  dispose  of  us,  and  never  slumber  but  to 
wake  again.  What  treatise  on  sin,  what  philosophy 
of  retribution,  isas  fresh  as  the  fifty-first  Psalm  ?  What 
•cientitic  theory  has  lasted  like  Ihe  Lord's  Prayer  ?  It 
is  an  evidence  of  movement  that  in  a  library  no  books 
become  sooner  obsolete  tlian  books  of  science.     It  is 


BO  less  a  mark  of  stability  that  poetry  and  religiottk 
literature  survive,  and  even  ultimate  philosophies 
seldom  die  but  to  rise  again.  These,  and  with  ihem 
the  kindred  services  of  devotion,  are  the  expressions 
of  aspirations  and  faiths  w  hich  forever  cry  out  for  in- 
terpreters and  guides.  And  in  proportion  as  you  car- 
ry your  appeal  to  those  deepest  seats  of  our  nature^ 
you  not  only  reach  the  firmest  ground,  but  touch  ac- 
cordant notes  in  every  human  heart,  so  that,  inevitably, 
the  response  tnms  out  a  lumBony. — Dr.Martineau. 


|C 


TOUCH  NOT  THE  CUP. 


J  jVia  JJU^lJ  J^^ 


T.  H.  Batlt. 
Jambs  H.  Aikkaii. 


^ 


1.  Touch  not  the  cup,    it    is  death  to  thy     soul;  Touch  not  the  cup,  touch  not  the 

2.  Touch  not  the  cup  when  the  wine  glistens  bright;  Touch  not  the  cup,  touch  not  the 

3.  Touch  not  the  cup,     young  man,  in  thy  pride;  Touch  not  the   cup,  touch  not  the 

4.  Touch  not  the  cup,    oh,      drink  not  a      drop;  Touch  not  the   cup,  touch  not  the 


f 


cup; 
cup; 
cop; 
cup; 


m 


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BE 


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J  jVij  Ji^ij^4J-«r'jiM>JviJHi 


r=f 


r 


Ma  -    ny     I    know  who  have  qna£R>d  from  that  bowl;   Tonch  not  the  cup, 

Though  like  the   m  -  by    it     ^ines  in    the     light;   Tonch  not  the  cup. 

Hark    to    the  wam-ing    of  thousands  who've  died;   Touch  not  the  cup, 

All      that  thoa    lov  -  est    en  -  treat  thee  to       stop;   Touch  not  the  cup. 


tonch  it  not 

(ouch  it  not 

tonch  it  not 

touch  it  not. 


m 


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I'fi'if'iFF^ipi*^ 


IfTT^ 


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^yt=F^ 


J  j>ji>  g^di^ 


*  '*  jj''  *  *'f 


lit  .  lie  they  thoagm  that  the  demoD  was  thet«,  ^ndly  they  dranlc  and  were  caught  in  the  siun; 

Fangl  of  the    ser-pentare  hid    in  the  bowl,  Deep-ly  the  poi  •  sod  may  en  -  ter  thy    soqI, 

Go       to  their  lone  •  ly  and  des  .  o  -  late  tomb,  Thinkoftheirdeath.oftheiTsoiTowand  gloom; 

StopI  for  the  home  tl^  to    thee    is    so    dear.  Stop  I  for  the  friends  that  to  thee  are  so     near. 


Then 
Soon 

Think 
Stop! 


of  that  death-dealing  bowl,  oh,  be  -  ware;  Touch  not  the  cop, 

will    it  plunge  thee  be  -  yond  thy  con  •  trol;  Tonch  not  the  cup, 

that  perhaps  thou  may'st  share  in  their  doom;  Tonch  not  the  cup, 

for  thy  coun  -  try,  in  trembling  and     fear,  Touch  not  the  cop, 


touch  it 

touch  it 

touch  it 

touch  it 


not. 
not 
not 
not 


hf  t^\?n\?  h'f4^\^*\*^ 


I  FEEL  sore  at  heart  now.  One  of  the  noblest  na- 
tures that  used  to  sit  in  these  seats,  one  I  loved  and 
who  loved  me ;  whose  hand  was  as  lai^  in  its  gener- 
osity as  a  prairie ;  who  had  all  the  prospects  of  a  noble 
and  useful  life,  who  cc'.td  restrain  himself  and  stop 
when  he'd  a  mind  to.  But  he  has  gone  down  to  such 
a  degree  in  intemperance  that  his  friends  have  given 
him  up  in  despair.  How  many  of  that  kind  have  I 
seen ;  and  the  time  as  it  passed  did  not  suffice  for  him, 
or  for  them.     They  say :  *'  To  be  sure  I  smolw  ;  bat 


only  seven  to  ten  cigars  a  day ;  but  it  is  not  a  necessity 
for  me — I  can  give  it  up."  Or,  *'  I  know  I  dnnk  a 
little ;  but  it  is  not  a  necessity  for  me ;  I  can  give  it  up 
to-day."  But  they  don't ;  and  they  don't  next  year,  or 
the  year  after ;  and  when  they  hear  the  roar  of  the  tide 
of  perdition,  over  the  verge  of  which  they  will  plunge 
finally,  they  can't.  The  time  when  men  oupht  to  stop  is 
when  they  first  see  the  peril;  when  there  is  time  enough 
for  judgment,  enough  to  bring  the  higher  qualities  of 
the  mind  to  sit  in  judgment  over  the  lower. — Beecher.^ 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


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^ 


THOUGHTS  OF  WONDER. 

li^iih  spirit. 


J.  J.  Rousseau. 


i33d 


gES=r^^ 


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1.  Thoughts    of    won-der!     O     how 

2.  Thous    -    ands   thro'  the    hours  of 

3.  Pause,         my  thoughts,  lo!  numerous 


migh  -  ty !  How 
darkness.  Stud 
be  -  ings    Move 


m 


«=«: 


•^  r-  -r 

stu  -  pen  -  dous !  how  pro  -  found ! 
the  con  -  cave  of  the  sky : 
on      ev'  -  ry        plan  -  et        there; 

T  .-r  -r 


=5— s= 


S 


P—^ 


^^^b^"Ff=F=r=^^^^ 


1 

All        the       stars  that    spar  -  kle 
Thousands,     thousands     hid    from 
All        for     breath,  and     life,    and 


yon-der,     Roll        in 

science,     Shine      un 

guidance.    Sub    -    ject 


orbs    of      vast-ness  round. 

seen    by      mor  -  tal       eye. 

to     their    Mak-er's     care. 


^^ 


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rr=^ 


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?5E 


T=i: 


^^E^ 


■^S- 


Thoughts  of  won  -  der ! 
Thoughts  of  won-  der! 


how 
how 


might  - y ! 
might  - y ! 


stu  -  pen -dous! 
stu  -  pen -dous! 


how     pro  -  found ! 
how     pro  -  found ! 


4.  Every  world  has  hills  and  valleys. 

And  His  hand  formed  every  flower. 
Every  golden-winged  insect. 

Sporting  in  the  fragrant  bower. — Cho. 


5.  Every  little  joy  and  sorrow. 
Every  hope  and  every  fear. 
Follow  His  supreme  direction. 

Fully  as  some  mighty  sphere. — ChO. 


HEAVEN  IS  MY  HOME. 


T,  B.  TATtOR. 

Arthur  S.  SoLi-rvAW. 


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^ilrlK 


1.  I'm    but    a   stranger  here.  Heaven  is  my  home ;  Earth  is      a    desert  drear,  Heaven  is  my  home. 

2.  What  tho' the  tempestrage.  Heaven  is  my  home;  Short  is    my   pilgrimage,  Heaven  is  my  home. 

3.  Thereat  mySaviour'sside,  Heaven  is  my  home;  I      shall  be    glor  -  i  -  fied,  Heaven  is  my  home. 


fet 


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■MzMi 


T^ 


IDangerandsorrowstandRoundmeon  every  hand,  Heav'n  is  my  father-land, 
Time's  cold  and  wintry  blast.  Soon  will  be  overpast  I  shall  reach  home  at  last, 
Thu  5  are  tae  good  and  blest,  Those  I  loved  most  and  best,There,  too,  I  soon  shall  rest, 


Heav'n  is 
Heav'nis 
Heav'n  is 


my  home, 
my  home, 
my  home. 


l^^M       Ml        I        I  r   '   '  I  '   i   ij    r  71  \v    I  I  \7Tm 


S40 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


HxKi  in  thii  book  which  I  was  reading  when  yon  so 
kindly  came  to  see  me,  are  withered  flowers,  which  I 
have  gathered  in  my  rambles  and  keep  as  friends  and 
eompanions  of  pleasant  places,  streams  and  meadows, 
and  of  some  who  have  been  with  me,  and  now  are  not 
There  is  one,  this  single  yellow  flower — what  is  it,  that, 
as  I  hold  it,  makes  me  think  of  it  as  I  do  ?  Faded  flowers 
have  something,  to  me,  miraculous  and  supernatural 
about  them :  though,  in  fact,  it  u  nothing  wonderful 
that  the  texture  of  a  flower  being  dried  survives.  It  is 
not  in  the  flower,  but  in  our  immortal  spirit  that  the 
miracle  is.  All  these  delightful  thoughts  that  come  into 
my  mind  when  I  look  at  this  flower — thoughts  and  fan- 
cies, and  memories — what  are  they  but  the  result  of  the 
alchemy  of  the  immortal  spirit,  which  takes  all  the 
pleasant,  fragile  things  of  life, and  transmutes  them  into 
immortality  in  our  own  nature  I  And  if  the  poor  ^nrit 
and  intellect  of  man  can  do  this,  how  much  more  may 


the  supreme  creative  intellect  mould  and  form  all  things, 
and  faring  the  presence  of  the  supernatural  &ce  to  face 
with  us  in  our  daily  walkl  Earth  becoaaa  to  m,  if  we 
thus  think,  nothing  but  the  garden  of  the  Lord,  and 
every  fellow-being  we  meet  and  see  m  it,  a  beautiful 
and  invited  guest;  and,  as  I  think,  I  remember  many 
of  the  heathen  poets,  after  their  manner,  have  said  very 
fine  things  about  this ;  that  we  should  rise  cheerfiilly 
fix>m  this  life,  as  a  grateful  guest  rises  from  an  abundant 
feast ;  and  though  doubtless  they  were  very  dark  and 
mistaken,  yet  I  confess  they  always  seemed  to  me  to 
have  something  of  a  close  and  entire  fellowship  with 
the  wants  of  men,  which  I  think  the  Saviour  would  hav* 
approved.  If  you,  sir,  can  receive  this  mystery,  and  go 
through  the  honorable  path  of  hfe  which  lies  before 
you,  looking  upon  yourself  as  an  immortal  spirit  walk- 
ing among  supernatural  things — ^for  the  natural  things 
of  this  life  would  be  nothing  were  they  not  moved  and 


LORD,  DISMISS  OS  WITH  THY  BLESSING. 


W.  Skiklkt,  1774. 
'SicxuAii  MAannat'  HviiM.'* 


SB 


1^1 


2S 


ipXtJ  0  ^IrJ 


ff 


sf- 


r 


I.  Lord,  dis  -  miss    us       wkh  Thy  Uess  -  ing.      Fill  oixr  hearts  with    joy    and  peace;  Let  ns 
3.  Thanks  we  give,    and      ad-^-ia   -    tion.     For  the  Gos-pel's    joy -fid    sound;  May  the 


'?)\  I?  /  i  ftEE 


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2: 


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Ij-ll'ltil^'J 


lore  pes  •  seas  •  ing.       Triumph    in    re    -    deem-ing    grace :  O         re  - 
Thy  sal  •  Ta    -    tion       In   our  hearts  and     lives  a  -  bound :   Mty     Thy 

0rzf 


fresh         as,  O  re      •      fresh        as,  Trav    -  elii^   throng  this        wil  -  der  -  ncxs. 

pees  -  eaoe.  May       Thy        pies  •  ence  With       us         ev    -     er    •    more  be  found. 


42- 


ra  ,(S 


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ra   ra 


S 


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^ 


sc 


s: 


12: 


«s> — &■ 


animated  by  the  efficau^  of  that  which  is  above  nature — 
I  think  you  may  find  this  doctrine  a  light  which  will 

Eide  your  feet  in  dark  piaces ;  and  it  would  seem,  un- 
is  I  am  mistaken,  that  this  habit  of  mind  is  very  likely 
to  lead  to  the  blessedness  of  the  Beatific  Vision  of  God, 
on  the  quest  of  which  you  have  happily  entered  so 
young;  for  surely  it  shoi^d  lead  to  that  state  to  which 
this  vision  is  promised — the  state  of  those  who  are  Pure 
In  Heart  For  if  it  be  true,  that  the  reason  we  see  not 
God  is  the  grossness  of  this  tabernacle  wherein  the  soul 
is  incased,  then  the  more  and  the  oftener  we  recognize 
the  supernatural  in  our  ordinary  life,  and  not  only  ex- 
pect and  find  it  in  those  rare  and  short  moments  of  de- 
votion and  prayer,  the  more,  surely,  the  rays  of  the 
Divine  light  will  shine  through  the  dark  glass  of  this 
Mtward  form  of  hfe,  and  the  more  our  own  spirit  will 
he  enlightened  and  purified  by  it,  until  we  come  to  that 


likeness  to  the  Divine  Nature,  and  that  purity  of  heait 
to  which  a  share  of  the  Beatific  Vision  is  promised,  and 
which,  as  some  teach,  can  be  attained  by  being  ab^ract 
from  the  body  and  the  bodily  life.  As  we  see  every 
day  that  the  supernatural  in  some  men  gives  a  particular 
brightness  of  air  to  the  countenance,  and  makes  the  face 
to  shine  with  an  inimitable  lustre,  and  if  it  be  true  that 
in  the  life  to  come  we  shall  have  to  see  through  a  body 
and  a  glass  however  transparent,  we  may  well  practise 
our  eyes  by  making  this  life  spiritual,  as  we  shall  have 
also  to  strive  to  do  in  that  to  which  we  go.  My  pre- 
decesnr,  doubdeas  a  very  worthy  man  (ml  knew  him 
not ),  has  left  it  recorded  on  his  tombstone — as  I  will 
show  you  in  the  church — that  he  was  "  full  of  caies 
and  full  of  years,  of  neither  weary,  but  fidl  of  hope  aad 
of  heaven.'*  I  should  desire  that  it  may  be  £uthfaUy  re^ 
corded  of  ae  that  I  was  the  same  1 — ''Jokn  IngU$4mi!* 


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341 


WHEN  SHALL  WE  MEET  AGAIN? 


SmUTUAL  SOMGS. 


1.  When  shall  we  meet    a  • 

2.  When  shall  love  free  -  ly 

3.  Up       to     that  world  of 

4.  Soon    shall  we  meet    a  • 


gain.  Meet  ne'er  to      sey  -  er? 

flow  Pure  as    life's   riv  -  er? 

light  Take  us,   dear   Sav  •  iour; 

gain.  Meet  ne'er  to     sev  •  erj 


When  will  peace 
When  shall  sweet 
May    we    all 
Soon  shall  peace 

3?:   le 


wreathe  her  chain    Round  us 

^end-ship  glow  Change-less 

ihere    a  -  nite.      Bless  -  ed 

wreathe  her  chain  Round  us 

■i^  -^  -^  jm.     ^ 


for  •  ev  -  er?     Our 

for  •  ev  •  er?  Where 
for  -  ev  -  er;  Where 
for  -  ev  -  er;      Our 


hearts  will  ne'er  re  -  pose,    Safe 
joys    ce  -  les  -  tial  thrill.  Where 
kin  -  dred  spir  -  its  dwell.  There 

hearts  will  then    re  -  pose       Se- 


from  each  blast  that  blows.  In  this  dark  vale  of  woes, 
bliss  each  heart  shall  fill.  And  fears  of  part  -  ing  chill 
may  our  mu  -  sic  swell.  And  time  our  joys  dis  -  pel 
cure  from  world -ly  woes;  Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close 


^\  £— u   V  C 


f  \f   f-^ 


Nev  -  er —  no,  nev  -  er  t 

Nev  -  er —  no,  nev  -  er! 

Nev  -  er —  no,  nev  -  er ! 

Nev  -  er —  no,  nev  .  er! 
rit.  't* 


^EZpr 


.<*» 

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tetc 


fc^ 


r  "g  ^  \ 


r  ig  u 


JESUS,  THE  VERY  THOUGHT. 


«'  Mawoah." 

Bernaro.  Rossnn. 


sus,     the    ve    •  ry  thought  of     Thee    With    sweetness    fills     the     breast; 

2.  Nor    voice   can  sing,     nor  heart  can    frame,    Nor      can    the    mem  -  ory      find, 

3.  O  _  Hope    of     ev*  -  ry     con  -  trite  heart,      O       Joy     of     all       the     metk. 


But  sweet  •  er     far     Thy  face     to     see, 
A     sweet  -  er    sound  than    Je  -  sus'  Name, 
To    those     who  fall,     how  kind  Thou  art ! 


^^ 


T^ 


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5=2: 


m 


And  in  Thy  pres  -  ence  rest. 
The  Sav  -  iour  of  man  -  kind. 
How  good    to      those  \frho     seek ! 


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4  But  what  to  those  who  find  ?  Ah !  this 
Nor  tongue  nor  pen  can  show ; 
The  love  of  Jesus,  what  it  is 
None  but  His  loved  ones  know. 


5  Jesus,  cur  only  joy  be  Thou, 
As  Thou  our  prize  wilt  be ; 
In  Thee  be  all  our  glory  now. 
And  through  etemi^. 


342 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


LOCH  LOMOND 


Ou>  Scotch  Somo. 

K^ 1 — MV 


1.  By  yon  bonniebanks,And  by  yon  bonniebraes,Where  the  sun  shines  bright  on  Loch  Lo-mond  Where 

2.  'Twas  then  that  we  parted  In  yoi .  shady  glen  On  the  steep,  steep   side   of  Ben   Lo  -  mond  Where 

3.  The  wee  birdie  sangAndthewildflowersspring  And  in  sunshine  the  waters  are    sleep-ing,  Batthe 


me  and  my  true  love  Were  ever  wont  to  gae  On  the  bonnie,  bonnie  banks  of  Loch  Lomond.  Oh ! 
in  pur- pie  hue  The  Highland  hills  we  view  And  the  moon  coming  out  in  the  gloaming.  Oh ! 
broken  heart  it  kens    Nae  second  Spring  again   Tho 'the  waeful  may  cease  frae  their  greet-ing.  OhI 


ye'U  take  the  high  road  and  I'll  take  the  low  road.  And  I'll    be  in  Scot  -  land  a  -  fore 


But 


me  and  my  true  love  we'll    never  meet  again   On  the  bonnie 


r  rff   r=g: 


:p=pe: 


bonnie  banks  of  Loch  Lo 

— -e^ 


mond. 


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HARD  TIMES 

Moderato. 


Stephbm  C.  Fostbk. 


Let  us  pause  in  life's  pleasures  and  count  its  many  tears  While  we  all  sap  sorrow  with  the 
While  we  seek  mirth  and  beauty  and  music  light  and  gay  There  are  frail  forms  fainting  at  the 
There's  a  pale  drooping  maiden  who  toils  her  life  away,  With  a  worn  heart  whose  better  days  are 
'Tis    a    sigh   that   is   wafled  across  the  troubled  wave,   'Tis    a     wail   that  is  heard  upon      the 


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latiiat 


poor :  There's  a  song  that  will  linger  for  -  ev  er  in  our  ears ;  Oh !  Hard  Times,  come  again  no  more, 
door :  Tho'their  voices  are  silent,  their  pleading  looks  will  say :  Oh !  Hard  Times,  come  again  no  more, 
o'er :  Tho'  her  voice  would  be  merry,  'tis  sighing  all  the  day :  Oh !  Hard  Times,  come  again  no  more. 
shore,  'Tis  a  dirge  that  is  murmured  around  the  lowly  grave :  Oh !  Hard  Times,  come  again  no  more. 


WcW^f^ 


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343 


Ckorut, 


^[J-jUii^ 


'Tis  the  song,   the  sigh    of  the  wea-  ry;  HardTimes,Hard'nmes,  come  again  no  more;  Many 

rft.    ^^  fl-SL  :g:  jg:   ..    ^    ig:  3^:   qg: 

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da3ra  yoa  have  lingered     around    my  cabin  door,    Oh  I  Hard  Times,  come  again     no  more, 

^       ^    ^     ^     _. ^  L  m  * I*     1^ 


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0 — (0 — W-i- 


1/     ^     U* 


OLD  EASY-CHAIR  BY  THE  FIRE. 

Moderate  esprtssivo 


jAins  C.  Bbckbu 


^      moderato  esprtsstvo.  , 


I.  tR 


days  of  my  youth  have  all   si  -  lent  -  ly  sped,  And  my  locks  are  now  grown  thin  and 

2.  Oh,      she  was  my  guardian  and  guide  all  the   day.  And  the     angel  that  watched  round  my 

3.  How     ho  -  ly  the  place,  as  we  gathered    at  night  Round  the   al  •  tar  where  peace  ev  -  er 

4.  The      cot  -  tage  is  gone  which  my  in  -  fan  -  cy  knew.  And  the    place    is  despoiled  of      its 

^  J5i 


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rs^'-^-i^iWaiti^ir 


gray.  My      hopes  like  a  dream  in  the  morning  have  fled,  And     nothing  remains  but  de  • 

bed.  Her    voice    in    a    murmur  of  prayer  died    away     For      blessings  to  rest  on  my 

dwelt.  To       join     in    an  anthem    of  praise,  and     unite     In  thanks  which  our  hearts  truly 

charms;  My    friends  are  all  gathered  beneath  the  old  yew,   And    slumber  in  Death's  folded 


cay:  Yet  I  seem  but  a  child  as  I  was  long  a  -  go.  When  I  stood  by  the  form  of  my 
head.  Then  I  thought  ne'er  an  angel  that  Heaven  could  know,  Tho'  trained  n  its  own  peerless 
felt !  In  his  sa  •  cred  old  seat,  with  his  locks  white  as  snow,  Sat  the  ven  -  erable  form  of  my 
arms;       But         oft  -  en  with  rapture   my  bo  -  som  doth  glow.  As   1  think  of  my  home  and  my 

-(0- -m- -^    -^'iffl^ft-    .^.         ^    ^  .  ^  -^  -ff-.  "T^ 


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-S!* 


And  my  dear  mother  sang,  as  she  rocked  to  and  fro 
Could  sing  like  my  mother,  who  rocked  to  and  fro 
While  my  dear  mother  sang  as  she  rocked  to  and  fro 
And  the  dearest  of  mothers,  who  sang  long  ago 


In  the  old  easy-chair  by  the  fire. 

In  the  old  easy-chair  by  the  fire. 

In  the  old  easy-chair   by  the  fire. 

In  an  old  easy-chair  by  the  fire! 


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Thb  Cheerful  Voice The  comfort  and  happi- 
ness of  home  and  home  intercourse,  let  us  here  say, 
depend  very  much  upon  the  kindly  and  affectionate 
training  of  the  voice.  Trouble,  care,  and  vexation 
will  and  must,  of  course,  come ;  but  let  them  not  creep 
into  our  voices.  Let  only  our  kindly  and  happier 
feelings  be  vocal  in  our  homes.  Let  them  be  so,  if 
for  no  other  reason,  for  the  little  children's  sake. 
Those  sensitive  little  beings  are  exceedingly  suscept- 
ible *o  the  tones.    Let  us  have  consideration  for  them. 


They  near  ^  much  that  we  have  forgotten  to  hear; 
for,  as  we  advance  in  years,  our  life  becomes  more 
interior.  We  are  abstracted  from  outward  scenes 
and  sounds.  We  think,  we  reflect,  we  begin  gradu- 
ally to  deal  with  the  past,  as  we  have  formerly  vividly 
lived  in  the  present.  Our  ear  grows  dull  to  external 
sound ;  it  is  turned  inward  and  listens  chiefly  to  the 
echoes  of  past  voices.  We  catch  no  more  the  merry 
langhter  of  children.  We  hear  no  more  the  note  of 
the  morning  bird.     The  brook  that  used  to  prattle  so 


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KIND  WORDS  CAN  NEVER  IDIE. 


Abby  Hutchinson. 


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1.  Kind      words  can  nev  -  er  die,     Cherished  and  blest,   God  knows  how  deep  they    lie, 

2.  Child  -  hood   can  nev  -  er  die — Wrecks  of    the  past    Float    o'er    the  mem  -  o  -  ry, 

3.  Sweet  thoughts  can  nev  -  er  die,  Though,  like  the  flow'rs.  Their  brightest   hues  may     fly 

4.  Our        souls    can  nev  -  er  die.  Though  in    the  tomb    We    may     all  have    to      lie. 


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Lodged  in  the  breast ;  Like  childhood's  sim  -  pie  rhymes.  Said  o'er  a  thousand  times. 
Bright  to  the  last.  Man  -  y  a  hap-py  thing,  Man  -  y  a  dai  -  sy  spring. 
In  win -try  hours.  But    when  the    gen  -  tie     dew  Gives  them  their  charms  a  -  new. 

Wrapt     in     its  gloom.  What  though  the  flesh  de  -  cay,  Souls   pass    in  peace    a  -  way, 


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Go      throngh  all  years  and  climes.  The  heart    to  cheer.  Kind  words  can  nev  •  er  die. 

Floats  on  time's  cease  -  less  wing,     Far,    far      a  -  way.    Child  -  hood  can  nev  -  er  die. 

With    many  an     add  -  ed    hue.    They  bloom  a  -  gain.  Sweet  thoughts  can  nev  -  er  die. 

Live    through  e  •   ter  -  nal    day     With  Christ  a  -  bove.  Our      souls  can  nev  -  er  die. 


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nev  -  er 
nev-er 
nev  -  er 


nev  -  er  die, 

nev  •  er  die, 

nev  -  er  die, 

nev  -  er  die. 


-  f       -    ^  ^   u 

nev  -  er  die.  Kind  words  can  nev  -  er    die, 

nev-er  die.  Child -hood  can  nev-er    die, 

nev-er  die,  Sweet  thoughts  can  nev  -  er    die, 

nev  -  er  die.  Our      souls  can  nev  -  er    die. 


no, 
no, 
no, 
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gaily  to  us,  rushes  by  unheeded — ^we  have  forgotten 
to  hear  such  things ;  but  little  children,  remember, 
sensitively  hear  them  all.  Mark  how,  at  every  sound, 
the  young  child  starts,  and  turns,  and  listens ;  and 
ihus,  with  equal  sensitiveness  does  it  catch  the  tones 
of  human  voices.  How  were  it  possible,  therefore, 
that  the  sharp  and  hasty  word,  the  fretful  and  com- 
plaining tone,  should  not  startle  and  pain,  even  de- 
press the  sensitive  lilde  being  whose  harp  of  life  is 


so  newly  and  delicately  strung,  vibrating  even  to  the 
gentle  breeze,  and  thrilling  ever  to  the  tones  of  such 
voices  as  sweep  across  it?  Let  us  be  kind  and  cheer- 
ful spoken,  then,  in  our  homes. — Once  a  Week. 

The  memory  of  song  goes  deep.  Who  is  tiiere 
that,  in  logical  words,  can  express  the  effect  music 
has  on  us?  A  kind  of  inarticulate,  untathomable 
speech,  which  leads  us  to  the  edge  of  the  infinite, 
and  lets  us  for  moments  gaze  out  into  that.—  Carlyle. 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


345 


The  Life  of  Emotion.— It  is  the  life  of  emotion 
which  music  seizes  upon  and  makes  objective.  We  see 
the  character  of  a  nation's  heart  in  its  music,  as  we  see 
the  character  of  its  poetry.  ItaHan  music  is  sentimen- 
tal  and  superficial;  it  often  sacrifices  simplicity  to 
beautiful,  to  delicate,  or  to  crashing  effects;  it  is  in- 
tense rather  than  passionate.  French  music  is  sensa- 
tional and  flippant.  German  music  simple,  direct, 
and  earnest.  We  are  of  course  dealing  only  with  the 
type  in  every  case ;  no  such  sweeping  criticism  can  i 


be  of  universal  application.  There  is  one  class  of 
music  to  which  these  remarks  do  not  apply.  In  the 
words  of  the  author  of  "  Music  and  Morals,"  "  The 
music  of  patriotic  times  and  national  anthems  is  al. 
ways  earnest  and  dignified.  In  the  Marseillaise  there 
is  an  almost  sombre  severity,  wholly  unlike  the  frivo- 
lous, superficial  grace  and  sentimental  pathos  of  the 
ordmary  French  school.  The  men  who  sing  it  are 
not  playing  at  war  like  fools,  nor  are  they  mere  chil- 
dren,  delighted  in  fas  oatward   pomp  and   circum* 


LONG,  LONG  AGO. 


A.  u  fiausR, 


f^fll^A^ii^AUnA 


1.  Tell  me  the  tales  that  to     me  were  so  dear.      Long,  long  a -go, 

2.  Do  you  re-mem-  her  the  path  where  we  met.  Long,  long  a  -  go, 

3.  Though  by  your  kindness  my  fond  hopes  were  raised.  Long,  long  ago. 


Long,  long  a -go; 
Long,  long  a  -  go  ? 
Long,  long  a-  go; 


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Sing    me  the  songs  I    de  -  light- ed  to  hear.  Long,  long  a  -  go,   long  a  •   go. 

Ah,  yes,  you  told  me  you  ne'er  would  forget.  Long,  long  a  -  go,   long  a   -   go. 

You,   by  more  el  -  o-quent  lips  have  been  praised.   Long,  long  a  -  go,  long  a   •   go. 


Now  you  are  come,  all  my  grief  is  removed.      Let  me  for- get  that  so  long  you  have  roved. 
Then,  to  all  oth  -  ers  my  smile  you  preferr'd,  Love,when  you  spoke,  gave  a  charm  to  each  word, 
Butby  long  absenceyour  truth  has  beea  tried.      Still  to  your  ac- cents  I      lis  -  ten  with  pride. 


^  W^  giifjg^MF^ 


Let  me  believe  that  you  love  as  you  loved. 
Still  my  heart  treasures  the  prais  -  es  I  heard. 
Blest    as    I  was  when  I     sat      by  your  side. 


Long,  long  a -go,  long  a  -  go. 
Long,  long  a- go,  long  a  -  go. 
Long,  long  a  -  go,   long    a  -    go. 


irrrrifTf  \\^vzy  1 


stance.  They  trudge  on,  footsore  and  weary,  knowing 
<dltt)e  horror  and  the  pain  that  is  in  slore  for  them,  and 
still  willing  to  conquer  and  to  die.  That  is  the  spirit 
of  the  Marseillaise,  and  in  it,  as  in  Garibaldi's  Hymn, 
the  seriousness  of  the  crisis  had  called  forth  the  finest 
qaalities  of  both  the  French  and  Italian  characters, 
and  banished  for  a  time  what  is  languishing  in  the 
one  and  frivolous  in  the  other."  Poetry,  painting,  and 
sculpture  reach  the  emououi>  indirectly  through  the 


intellect.  Music  reaches  them  directly,  and  we  shouh 
therefore  rightly  expect  to  find  something  in  commoi 
between  the  two.  We  do,  in  fact,  see  in  both  thosi 
qualities  which  would  make  it  possible  for  the  one  te 
be  the  expression  of  the  other ;  elation  and  depressioi 
which  can  be  expressed  musically  by  a  high  or  low 
pitch ;  intensity  and  variety,  expressed  by  means  of  the 
touch  and  slight  modifications  of  tune  by  the  player, 
and  change  of  key  by  the  composer. — Mrs,  Herrick, 


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FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


Other  things  being  equal,  says  a  distinguished  phy- 
.acian,  there  is  no  occupation  so  conducive  to  general 
good  health  and  long  living  as  singing.  It  does  not 
argue  anything  that  many  professional  singers  die  early 
in  life.  The  hard  lives  they  lead,  travelling  about 
from  place  to  place,  keeping  all  kinds  of  hours,  eating 
all  kinds  of  food,  and  enduring  all  kinds  of  exposure, 
would  break  them  down  even  though  they  had  constitu- 
tions of  steel.  In  fact,  it  is  only  an  argument  for  the 
truth  of  my  theory  that  professional  singers  are  able  to 
live  as  long  as  they  do  and  be  as  healthy  as  they  are. 


If  they  stayed  in  one  place,  kept  regular  hours  and 
lived  like  civilized  beings,  they  would  be  the  longest- 
lived  class  of  people  in  the  world,  and  the  healthiest, 
too;  though,  of  course,  as  long  as  there  were  other 
singers  alive,  they  wouldn't  be  the  happiest.  You  see 
if  a  person  is  taught  to  sing  properly  in  the  beginning, 
and  then  keeps  it  up  regularly,  the  effect  is  certain  to 
be  very  beneficial  to  all  the  vital  organs.  For  instance, 
to  begin  with,  the  pupil  is  taught  to  breathe  as  he 
should,  and  as  very  few  persons  do;  that  is,  by  the 
deep,  abdominal  method,  lifting  and  lowering  the  dia» 


AUNT  JEMIMA'S  PLASTER. 


^^g 


Je  -  mi  -  ma     she  was  old,   But      very    kind  and     clever; 

2.  She    had  a  sis  -  ter     ve  -  ry    tall.   And    if  she'd  kept  on  growing, 

3.  There  was  a  thief  that,  night  and  day,  Kept  stealing  from  his  neighbors ; 

4.  Her  neighbor  had  a   Thomas   cat    That   ate  like  an  -  y      glutton; 

5.  Now,  if  you  have  a    dog  or    cat,  A      husband,  wife,  or   lov  -  er, 
-(«.     »  0  ^  jm.    ^.  .^ 


She  had  a  no  -  tion 
She  might  have  been  a 
But  none  could  find  the 
It  nev  -  er  caught  a 
That  you  would  wish     to 


her  own 
gi  -  ant  now: 
ras  -  cal  out, 
mouse  or  rat, 
keep  at  home. 


That  she  would  marry  nev  -  er: 
In  fact,  there  is  no  knowing. 
With  all  their  tricks  and  labors: 
But  stole  both  milk  and  mutton. 
This    plaster  just    dis  -  cov  -  er; 


She 

All 

She 

To 

And 


said  that  she  would  live  in  peace,  And 

of      a  sud-den     she    became  Of 

set      a   trap    up  •  on   her  step.  And 

keep   it  home  she  tried  her  best.  But 

if   you  wish  to    live  in  peace,  A- 


none  should  be  her  master; 
her  own  height  the  master, 
caught  him  with  a  plaster; 
ne'er  could  be  the  master, 
void  -  ing  all      dis  -  as  -  ter. 


She  made  her  living  day  by  day  In  sell  -  ing  of  a  plaster. 
And  all  because  upon  each  foot  Je  -  mi  -  ma  put  a  plaster. 
The  more  he  tried  to  get  a  -  way.  The  more  he  stuck  the  faster. 
Un  -  til  she  stuck  it  to  the  floor  Wilh  Aunt  Jemima's  plaster. 
Take  my  advice,  and  try  the  strength  Of  Aunt  Je  -  mima's  plaster. 


Chorus. 


^^^^i-^i\n^. 


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a^^jijAm 


i1-H-=^ 


!«^^^^^^*fl 


Sheepskin  and  beeswax  Made  this  awful  plaster,  The  more  you  try  to  get  it  off  The  more  it  sticks  the  faster. 


phragm  and  filling  out  the  entire  lungs  below  the  chest. 
That  develops  the  lungs,  and  brings  all  their  surface 
into  action,  insures  pure  blood,  and  a  strong  and  regular 
action  of  the  heart.  Then  the  act  of  singing,  by  which 
the  lungs  are  filled  to  their  utmost  capacity  in  the  way 
I  have  described  and  then  slowly  emptied  over  and 
over  £^ain,  is  a  splendid  exercise  for  those  organs. 
Nothing,  in  fact,  could  be  better.  Then  the  action  of 
the  diaphragm  being  pressed  strongly  downward,  and 
«f  the  walls  of  the  stomach  being  pressed  outward. 


have  a  certain  effect  upon  the  digestive  organs  and 
help  to  keep  them  in  tone.  Added  to  all  this  the 
public  singer,  if  he  or  she  be  endowed  with  the 
true  artistic  instinct,  has  a  kind  of  physical  frenzy  ia 
singing  that  throws  off  a  great  deal  of  magnetism. 
Of  course,  it  often  leaves  the  performer  weaker  and 
exhausted  at  the  end  of  the  programme,  but  it  is 
like  the  athlete  on  the  bars.  The  exhaustion  is  a 
good  sign,  if  it  is  not  carried  too  far.  After  rest  and 
recreation  the  performer  always  feels  the  better  for  it» 


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347 


All  structures,  large  or  small,  simple  or  complex, 
itave  a  definite  rate  of  vibration  depending  on  their 
material,  size  and  shape,  as  the  fundamental  note  of  a 
musical  chord.  At  one  time  considerable  annoyance 
was  experienced  in  one  of  the  mills  in  Lowell.  Some 
{lays  the  mill  was  so  shaken  that  a  pail  of  water 
would  be  nearly  emptied,  while  on  other  days  all  was 
<]uiet.  Experiment  proved  it  to  be  only  when  the  ma- 
chinery was  running  at  a  certain  (ate  that  the  build- 
ing was  disturbed.  The  simple  remedy  was  in  run- 
ning it  slower  or  faster,  so  as  to  put  it  out  of  tune 
with  the  building.     We  have  here  the  reason  of  the 


rule  observed  by  marching  armies  when  they  cross  a 
bridge — viz.,  stop  the  music,  break  step,  and  op>en  col- 
umn, lest  the  measured  cadence  of  a  condensed  mast 
of  men  should  cause  the  bridge  to  vibrate  beyond  its 
sphere  of  cohesion.  The  Broughton  bridge  gave  way 
beneath  the  measured  tramp  of  only  sixty  men.  Tyn- 
dall  tells  us  that  the  Swiss  muleteers  tie  up  the  bells  of 
their  mules,  lest  the  tinkle  bring  down  an  avalanche. 
The  breaking  of  a  drinking  glass  by  the  human  voice 
is  a  well-attested  fact,  and  Chlanni  mentions  an  inn- 
keeper who  frequently  repeated  this  interesting  exper- 
iment for  the  entertainment  of  his  guests. — Lovering, 


THE  SNOW-BIRD. 

AUtgrv. 


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SLwr.  r.  C  WooDWORS. 


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I.  The  ground  was  all    coy  -  er'd  with  snow     one    day,     And  two    lit  -  tie    chil  -  dren    were 
a.  He    had    not    been  sing  -  ing    that    tune     veij  long,     £^  Em  -  i   •    ly    heard  him,   so 


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bus-  J       at      play,  Whena   snow-bird    was    sit  -ting  dose  by      on       a      tree,     And 
loud  was    his    song.       "Oh,    sis  -  terl    look   oat     of      the  win- dow,"  said  she ;  "Here's  a 


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chide  -  a  -  dee  -  dee.  And     mer  -  ri   -   ly    sing  -  ing    his     chick      a    -   dee  -  dee. 

diidc  -  a  -  dee  -  dee.    Here's  a    dear    lit  -  tie     bi^   sing  -  ing    chick  -a    -  dee  -  dee. 


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*'Poor  fellow  t  he  walks  in  the  snow  and  the  sleet. 
And  has  neither  stockings  nor  shoes  on  his  feet ; 
I  pity  him  so  I  fcv  how  cold  he  must  be ! 
And  yet  he  keeps  singing  his  chick-a-dee-dee. — CAa, 

-*<If  I  were  a  bare-footed  snow-bird,  I  know 
I  would  not  stay  out  in  the  cold  and  the  snow, 
I  wonder  what  makes  him  so  full  of  his  glee ; 
He's  all  the  time  singing  that  chick-a-dee-dee. 

**0  mother  I  do  get  him  some  stockings  and  shoes, 
A  frodc,  with  a  doak  and  a  hat,  if  he  choose ; 
I  wish  he'd  come  into  the  parlor,  and  see 
How  warm  we  would  make  him,  poor  chick-a-dee-dee, 


The  bird  had  flown  down  for  some  crumbs  of  bread. 
And  heard  every  word  little  Emily  said : 
"What  a  figure  I'd  make  in  that  dress !"  thought  he. 
And  he  laughed,  as  he  warUed  his  chick-a-dee-dee. 

"I  am  gratefid,"  he  said,  "for  the  wish  you  express. 
But  I've  no  occasion  for  such  a  fine  dress ; 
I  had  rather  remain  with  my  limbs  all  so  firee. 
Than  to  hobble  aboot,  singing  chick-a-dee-dee. 

"There  is  One,  my  dear  child,  tho'  I  can  not  tell  iHm 
Has  dothed  me  already,  and  warm  enough  too. 
Good-moming  I  O  who  are  so  happy  as  we  ?" 
And  away  he  went,  singing  his  chick-a-dee-dee. 


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JEANNETTE  AND  JEANNOT. 

Moderato.       l.  k.  L.  >.        k.  k.  Ik 


Chas.  Jepprbys. 
Chas.  W.  Glotbb. 


1.  You    are    go  •  ing     far        a  -  way,       Far         a  -  way  from  poor    Jeannette,      There    is 

2.  Or    when  glo  -  ry     leads    the  way,       You'll    be  mad  -  ly     rush  -  ing    on,         Nev  -   er 


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think  -  ing,    if        they  kill    you,    that        My    hap 

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heart      will       be    with  you, 
win  the      day,     perhaps. 


Wher  -    ev    -    er         you       may  gp.  Can    you 

A  gen   -    er     •    al       you'll  be,  Tho'    I'm 


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proud    to      think    of  that.       What  will      be  •  come 


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THE  DAWN  OF  DAY. 

Allegro.  :s»  N 


^    SAMtmL  Rbat. 


J  I.  Come  and  watch  the  daylight  dawning.  O'er  the  mountain  bleak  and  gray,  Come  and  see  the  purple 

2.  Come,  thy  foot  should  ne'er  be  weary.  Never  tired  thy  wakeful  eye,  Earth  should  ne'er  seem  dark  and 

3.  Come,  the  lark  has  left  the  meadow.  Now  he  soars  beyond  our  sight.  Far  away  from  mist  and 

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morning  Tinge  their  summits  far  away.  Gaily  sounds  the  voice  of  gladness  O'er  the  vale  and  thro'  the 
dreary,  When  the  morning  gilds  the  sky.  Birds  shall  plume  their  wings  beside  thee,  Gaily  warbling  over- 
shadow.  Singing   in  a  world  of  light.    Come  and  see  what  forms  of  glory  Spring  to  hfe  in  morning's 


grove.  Here  no  plaintive  note  of  sadness  Tells  of  aught  but  peace  and  love.  Tra  la  la  la,  tra      la  la, 
head ,  Sunbeams  thro'  the  green  leaves  guide  thee,  Where  thy  steps  may  safely  tread.  Tra  la  la  la,  tra  la  la, 
ray,  Come  and  hear  the  joyful  sto  -  ry  Nature  tells  at  dawn  of  day.  Tra  la    la  la,    tra      la  la. 


tra      la   la    la,    la     la,     tra     la      la    la,     tra       la    la   la,     la,       la    la,  tra    la. 


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Music,  like  other  studies  taught  as  a  specialty  in 
the  schools,  must  prove  unsatisfactory  at  the  best.  One 
or  more  special  teachers  of  music  giving  lessons  in 
the  different  schools  of  a  city  at  fixed  hours,  cannot 
usually  (lo  the  efficient  work  that  is  needed.  Rote 
singing  may  serve  a  good  purpose  in  many  ways.  It 
disciphnes  the  taste  and  the  voice,  and  makes  many 
children  familiar  with  pleasawt  tunes  to  sing  at  home. 
It  does  not,  however,  give  ti»e  pupil  any  useful  ideas 
that  can  be  applied  to  self-advancement.  To  accom- 
plisli  this,  music  should  be  taught  as  a  graded  study, 
on  the  basis  of  a  uniform  system  for  all  schools. 
Teachers  under  the  direction  of  compeient  instructors, 


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who  should  be  required  to  supervise  all  instruction, 
may  become  very  efficient  in  imparting  the  elements 
of  music.  By  this  metliod  music  in  the  school  caa 
be  made  of  j^reat  practical  benefit.  Music  is  allied  to 
art  by  poetical  affinity  and  humanizing  power.  It  is 
the  most  elevating  of  all  recreations,  w  i)ile  at  the  same 
time  it  forms  one  of  the  most  available  means  for 
the  enlivening  of  toil  and  care.  In  teaching  draw- 
ing, we  do  not  projxjse  to  make  artists  ;  so  in  teach- 
ing music,  it  is  not  proposed  to  make  musicians; 
but  we  can  make  the  time  devoted  lo  this  study  of 
so  much  practical  benefit  to  the  pupil,  that  he  will 
always    feel   in    it   an    intelligent   personal   interest. 


those:  endearing  young  charms. 


Davsnant. 


1.  Be  •  lieve  me,  if      all  those  en  -  dear-ing  young  charms,  Which  I  gaze  on  so  fond  -  ly    to 

2.  It  is     not  while  beauty   and  youth  are  thine  own.  And  thy  cheek's  unprofaned  by    a 


round  the  dear  ru  -  in, 
tan  •  flower  turns  on 


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wish  of    my  heart,  Would  entwine  it  -  self  rer  -  dantly       stilL 
god  when  he  sets,    The  same  look  that  she  gave  when  he   rose. 


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C.  J.  ■DUJiPHT. 


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1.  Life     is      but      a      fleet-  ing  dream,  Care  destroys  the    zest     of    it;         Swift  it   gli-deth 

2.  If      your  friend  has    e'er      a     heart.    There  is  something  fine    in   him;      Cast    a -way  his 

3.  Hap  -  pi  -  ness  des  -  pis   -  es    state,    Tho"tis  no  dis  -  par-agement  When  the  man  that's 

4.  Trust -ing    in       the    Power  a  -  bove,    Which,    sustaining  all     of    us.         In    one  common 


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dark  -  er      part,    Cling  to    what's  di  -  vine     in     him :  Friendship    is      our  best 

wise   and  great  Has    both  joy     and    mer  -  ri-ment.  Rank   is       not    the  spell 

bond   of     love      Bin  -  deth  great  and   small  of     us,  Then,  what-ev  -   er  may 


-  ry  woes, 
re -lief, 
re-fined, 
be  -  fall. 


Troubles,  or  the  rest 
Make  no  heartless  jest 
Mon-ey'snot  the  test 
Sor  -  rows,  or   the  rest 


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It  will  brighten  ev  -  'ry  grief  If  we  make  the  best 
But  a  calm,  con  -  tent  -  ed  mind  That  will  make  the  best 
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HAIL  TO  THE  BRIGHTNESS. 


Thos,  Hastings. 


1.  Hail    to  the  brightness  of  Zi-on's  glad  morning !  Joy  to  the   lands  that  in  darkness  have  lain ; 

2.  Hail    to  the  brightness  of  Zi-on's  glad  morning!  Long  by  the  proph-ets  of    Is-rael  fore -told; 

3.  Lo!     in  the    des-ert  rich  flowers  are  springing,    Streams  ever  co-pious  are  gliding    a-  long; 

4.  See,  from  all  lands,  from  the  isles  of  the  o-cean.    Praise  to  Je  -  ho  -  vah  as-cending  on    high; 


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Hushed  be  the   accents  of   sor-row  and  mourning,  Zi  -  on   in      triumph  begins  her  mild  reign. 

Hail       to    the  millions  from  bondage  re-tum-ing.  Gen-tiles  and  Jews  the  blest  vis-ion  be -hold. 

Loud  from  the  mountain-tops  echoes  are  ring-ing.  Wastes  rise  in  verdure,  and  mingle    in  song. 

Fall'n  are  the  engines  of  war  and  com -mo  -  tion,  Shouts  of  sal  -  va-tion  are  rend-ing  the  sky. 


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Balfe  was.  a  good  rocalist  and  a  dne  composer. 
He  sang  in  New  York  in  1 834.  He  acquired  such 
musical  reputation  as  few  English  singers  or  com- 
posers have  ever  done.  Balfe  was  born  in  Ireland, 
and  was  first  distinguished  as  a  singer.  His  voice 
was  a  barytone  of  moderate  power,  but  his  style  was 
most  beautifully  finished  and  full  of  feeling.  He 
afterwards  merged  the  singer  into  the  composer.  His 
sparkling  and  effective  operas  enjoy  popularity,  as  also 
his  arrangement  of  Moore's  melodies  and  other  songs. 


Looking  at  the  uses  of  common  sense  in  the  school- 
room, they  are  legion.  It  may  be  said  of  teachers 
what  an  old  Scotch  elder  said  of  ministers:  "  There 
be  three  things  a  mon  needs  to  make  him  a  success- 
ful minister,  viz.:  gude  health,  religion,  and  gude 
sense ;  if  he  can  have  but  one  o'  these,  let  it  be  gude 
sense ;  for  God  can  gie  him  health,  and  God  can  gie 
hira  grace,  but  naebody  can  gie  him  common  sense.  " 

Music  is  the  fourth  great  want  of  our  nature  ;  first 
food,  then  raiment,  then  shelter,  then  music. — Bovee, 


SILENTLY  FALLING  SNOW. 

Fast. 


GBSUAIf  AlK. 

Wbi.  Orland  Bourns. 


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flakes    of       a     feath  -  er   -  y    white,  'Tis  fall  -  ing      so    gent  -  ly     and 

earth     is      all     cov  -  ered     to  -  day     With        man  -  tie       of      ra  -   di  -  ant 
hap  -  py    the  snow-birds     I        see,  While      hop  -  ping   and     flit  -  ting     they 


1.  In 

2.  The 
3-  Oh, 


slow;  Oh, 
show;  It 
go,       They 


pleas -ant 
sparkles 
tell      of 


to      me      is      the  sight.  When      si  -  lent  -  ly 
and  shines  in      the     ray,  In  crys'  -  tals     of 


les  -  son 


fall  -  ing     the 
glit  -  ter  -  ing 


me.  While    feed  -  ing     in    beau  -  ti 


snow; 
snow; 
snow; 


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Snow,    snow,  snow.  When      si  -  lent  -  ly     fall  -  ing     the 

Snow,     snow,  snow.  In        crys  -  tals     of     glit  -  ter  -  ing 

Snow,    snow,  snow.  While    feed  -  ing     in    beau  -  ti  •  fid 


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snow; 
snow; 


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Snow,  snow,  snow. 
Snow,  snow,  snow, 
Snow,    snow,        snow. 


When  si  -  lent  •  ly  fall  -  ing  the  snow. 
In  crys  -  tals  of  glit  -  ter  -  ing  snow. 
While  feed  -  ing     in    beau  -  ti  -  fid      snow. 


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How  spotless  it  seems,  and  how  pure, 

I  would  that  my  spirit  were  so ! 
Then,  long  as  the  soul  shall  endure. 
More  brightly  I'd  shine  than  the  snow. 

Snow,  snow,  snow, 
More  brightly  I'd  shine  than  the  snow; 

Snow,  snow,  snow. 
More  brightly  Vd  shine  than  the  snow. 


But  soon  with  the  breath  of  the  spring, 

Down  streamlets  and  rivers  *twdl  flow 
The  season  of  summer  will  bring 
Bright  flowers  for  silvery  snow. 

Snow,  snow,  snow, 
Bright  flowers  for  silvery  snow  \ 

Snow,  snow,  snow, 
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2.  The  cheerful  lark  sings  sweet  and  clear.  The  black-bird  chirps  away,And  all  is  lively^sprightly  here  Like 

3.  The  maidens  come  in  gladsome  train,  And  skip  along  their  way,  Rejoiced  to  tread  the  grassy  plain  And 

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meadow  grass  to  mow.  We  mow  -  ers,  dal  de  ral  day.  We  cut  the  lil-iesand — 
mer-ry,  mer-ry  May.  We  mow  -  ers,  dal  de  ral  day.  We  roll  the  swaths  of  green — 
toss    the  new-mown  hay.        The  maid-ens,  dal  de    ral     day.     They  rake   the  lil  •  ies  and— 


ha !  ha !  ha !  ha !  ha !  ha !  Hey,  dey,  dey,  yes,  hey,  dey,  dey.  We  cut  the  lil  -  ies  and  hay. 
ha!  ha!  ha!  ha!  ha!  ha!  Hey,  dey,  dey,  yes,  hey,  dey,  dey.  We  roll  the  swaths  of  green  hay. 
ha !  ha  I  ha  1  ha !  ha !  ha !  Hey, dey, dey,  yes,  hey, dey,  dey.  They  rake  the  lil  -  ies  and   hay. 


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Lively. 


KtNDBKGASTBN. 


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I.  The  mill-wheels  are  clapping;  the  brook  turns  them  round,  clip,  clap !  By  day  and  by  night  is  the 
3.  How    bu  -  sy  the  wheels  are  in  tum-ing  the  stone,  clip,  clap  1     And  grinding  so  fine-ly  the 


grain  be-ing  ground,  clip,  clap  I 
grain  we  have  grown,  clip,  clap  I 


The  mill  -  er   is    jol  -  ly  and    ev  -  er     a  -  lert.    That 
The   bak-er  the  flour  for  the  bak  -  ing  will  use.     And 

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we  may  have  bread  and  be  glad  like  a  bird,    clip,  clap, 
make  us   a  roll,  or     a    cake  if  we  choose,   clip,  clap. 


clip,  clap, 
clip,  c/ap. 


clip,  clap! 
clip,  clap! 


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THE  IMAGE  OF  THE  ROSE. 

Andantt  con  tspressiont. 


G.  Rkichakot^ 


Y     ^     ^  -_-^ 

1.  In    yonder     val  -  ley     calm     -    ly    blooming,  I     saw    a    rose,    its  leaves    un  - 

2.  And  thus  o'ercome  with   fond  e  -  mo  -  tion  I    lingered,  charmed  by  this  sweet 

3.  In  dark  and    gloomy      hours       of     sad  -  ness,  The  form  of   that  dear    rose      I 

I.  In    ei  -  nem  Tha  -  le      fried   •  lich    stil  -   le,  Sah   ei  -  ne    Ro  -  se      ich       er  - 


^ -fr 

fold;  Endowed  with  sweeter,     brighter 

flower;  From  it    my    soul      a      joy     re 

see.  Then  quickly  grief  gives  place  to 


beau  -  ty      Than  I      a  -  gain     can     e'er         be  - 
ceiv  -  ing,       I   ne'er  had  felt     un  -  til  that 

gladness.     And  care  and  strife  de  -  part       from 


steh'n;      be-gabtmit    ho  -  her,  Sch5nheits    Fill-  le       Wie  ich  noch  kei  -  ne 


hold, 
hour, 
me. 
seh'n. 


1^     •     1^     j 

By  dew  -  y    fra  -  grant  moss        sur  -  rounded.  Shone  forth  the  bud   in    full  -  est 

Still  in    my  in  -  most    heart        re  -   maineth  The  cherished  im  -  age    of    that 

YeSjHeav'nboth'wealand  woe         de  -   creeing,  Con-trolsour  life    with  se  -  cret 

In  duf  -  tig    an  -  ge  -  schwell  -  tem     Moo  -  se,  Erschien  der  Knos  -  pe    vol  -  le 


fair  -  er      em    -    blem      than 


grace;  A      lair  -  er 

rose,  And   ev  -   er  in           the  dis    - 

power.  To  cheer    my  lone  -    li  -      ness 

Pracht,  Und  schoner  als          in  die    - 


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Hat    nie     der 


vir  -  tue  none 
mem'ry  find 
bless  me  gave 
Tu  -  gend  Bild 


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shall  trace,  A    fair  -  er      em  - 

re  -  pose.  And  ev  -  er      in 

this  flower.  To  cheer  my  lone 

ge  -  lacht.  Und  schSner   als 


blem  than     this    rose  Of     ho  -  ly 

the     dis  -  tant   fu  -  ture  Shall  its  dear 

•  li  -  ness     and  sor  -  row.  To  guide  and 

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vir  -  tue  none  shall  trace.  Of    ho  -  ly    vir  -  tue     none 

mem'ry    find     re  -  pose,  Shall  its  dear  mem'ry     find 

bless  me  gave  this  flower,  To  guide  and  bless  me  gave 

Tu  -  gend  Bild  ge  -  lacht.  Hat  nie  der  Tu  -  gend  Bild 


shall    trace. 

re  •   pose, 
this  flower. 

ge  •  lacht. 


Im  -  age  most  dear, 
Im  •  age  most  dear, 
Im  -  age  most  dear, 
Lieb  -  li  -  ches  Bild, 


SOLDIER'S    FAREWELL. 


J.   KiNKBL. 


Andante.  I  K       I  I  y^^PceorU.  .  , 


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1.  Ah,     love,  how  can 

2.  No      more  shall     I 

3.  I'll     think    of     thee 


I    leave  thee?      The    sad    thought  deep  doth  grieve  me.       But 

be -hold  thee,         Or       to  my  heart     en-  fold  thee;         In 

with  long  -  ing.       When  thoughts  with  tears  come  thronging;      And 


I.  Weh'  dasz  wir    schei  -  den  mils -sen!         Lasz  dich      noch   ein  -  mal    kus  -  sen]       Ich 


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the    field,      if 
an      Kai  -  ser's 


falls    me  I  go      where  hon  -  or       calls    me.  Fare  - 

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ly  -  ing,  I'll  breathe      thy    dear    name,     dy  -  ing.  Fare  - 

Sei  -  ten  in's      fal   -    sche  Welsch-land      rei  •  ten.  Fahr* 

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tranquillo  a  tnolto  gspress.    . 


well,    fare  -  well !     My    own      true 
wohl,  Fahr'  wohl,  mein     ar  -   mes 


love! 
Lieb, 


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Farewell,      fare  -  well.        My    own    true 
fahr'  wohl,    fahr'   wohl,     mein    ar  -  mes 


love! 
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Ich  denk'  an  dich  mit  Sehnen, 
Gedenk'  auch  mein  mit  ThranenI 
Wenn  meine  Augen  brechen. 
Will  ich  zuletzt  noch  fprechen: 


Ich  werd'  auf  Maienauen 
Dich  niemals  wiederschauen, 
Der  Feinde  grimme  Schaaren 
Sie  kommen  angefahren. 


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Choral  Singing. — How  should  a  choral  be  song, 
find  what  tunes  shall  we  select  ?  How  shall  we  know 
%  good  tune  when  we  hear  it  ?  In  answering  these 
questions,  I  shall  try  to  make  myself  understood  by 
Ihe  unmusical  reader.  A  good  tune,  fit  to  be  sung  by 
the  congregation,  must  answer  Rossini's  question : 
»*  Will  it  grind  ?  "  For  instance,  *' America"  is  a  very 
good  hand-organ  tune.  It  will  grind  first-rate.  The 
tune  known  us  Dundee  is  better  still.  It  contains  but 
two  kinds  of  notes.  The  figures  i  and  2  represent  its 
character.  They  are  simple  numbers,  closely  related. 
Tlie  tune  Arlington  has  four  kinds  of  notes,  that  may 
be  represented  by  the  figures  i,  2,  2^,  and  4.  This, 
you  see,  is  an  irregular  arrangement.  Tunes  contain- 
ing dotted  notes  are  not  the  best,  because  the  dotted 
Bote  destroys  that  straight- forward,  exact,  and  mechan- 
ical  character  that  appeals  so  directly  to  the  common 


idea  of  time  and  nnmben.  In  brief,  the  best  chorals 
contain  notes  related  to  each  other  by  simple  numljcrs, 
like  Old  Hundred,  Dundee,  Luther's  Chant,  Mission- 
ary Hymn,  or  related  by  such  numbers  as  1,  2,  and  3^ 
as  Balerma,  Dennis,  Oimutz,  Boylston  and  others. 
Of  course  there  are  exceptions  to  this  rule.  Certain 
tunes  possess  a  life  and  animation  strong  enough  to 
carry  them  over  any  ordinary  difficulties.  Handel's 
Christmas  and  the  Portuguese  Hymn  are  notable  ex- 
amples. If  you  take  pains  to  examine  the  best  Ger- 
man chorals,  you  will  find,  as  a  rule,  they  contain  only 
two  kinds  of  notes — long  and  short  ones,  related  as 
I  to  2.  Simple  and  exact,  they  are  easily  caught,  and 
are  produced,  as  we  happen  to  know,  with  wonderful 
effect.  Having  seen  that  simplicity  of  form  and  me- 
chanical exactitude  are  the  standards  of  a  good  clioral, 
let  us  see  what  more  they  should  have.     First  come* 


O  COME,  COME  AWAY. 

Allegro^      I  1^ 


W.  E.  HicxsqML 


I«  O,   come,  come  a  -  way.  From    labor  now   re  -  pos  -  ing.   Let    bu  -  sy  care    «- 

2.  From    toil    and  from  care.       On  which  the  day  is      clos  -  ing.  The  hour  of  eve  bringi 

3.  While  sweet  Phil-o  -  mel.  The    weary   trav'ler     cheer  -  ing.  With  evening  song  her 

4.  The  bright  day    is      gone.  The  moon  and  stars  ap  -  pear  -  ing.  With  silv'ry   light    il- 


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while  forbear,  O 
sweet  reprieve,  O 
notes  prolong,  O 
lume  the  night,  O 


come,  come 
come,  come 
come,  come 
come,  come 


a  -  way. 
a  -  way. 
a  -  way. 
a  -  way. 


Come,  come,  our  social  joys  renew.  And 
O  come  where  love  will  smile  on  thee,  And 
In    answ'ring  song  of      sym- pa -thy,  We'll 

We'll  join    in    grateful    songs  of  praise.  To 


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there  with  trust  and  friendship,  too.  Let     true    hearts  welcome  you,  O  come,  come  a 

round  the  heart  will  gladness  be.  And    time      fly     mer  -  ri  -ly,     O  come,  come  a  - 

sing  in    tuneful     har-mo-ny.    Of     hope,    joy,      lib  -  er-ty,    O  come,  come  a  - 

Him  who  crowns  our  peaceful  daysWith  health,  hope,  hap  -  piness,  O  come,  come  a  - 


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iBssociation.  Old  Hundred  has  a  rather  dry,  uninter- 
esting melody ;  yet  it  will  never  die.  It  has  become 
so  bound  up  with  our  dearest  thoughts,  and  connected 
with  our  most  sacred  occasions,  that  we  sing  it  with 
tearful  eyes,  and  wonder  why  we  love  such  a  dear, 
stupid  old  song.  Association  keeps  alive  many  a 
psalm  that  should  be  happily  forgotten.  The  tunes 
Mear  and  Marlow  might  well  be  expunged  from  our 
books,  as  too  dreary  for  any  cheerful  and  sensible 
Christian;  yet  there  they  are  likely  to  stay  as  long  as 
you  and  I  live.  Next,  the  tunes  should  always  be 
pitched  in  low  keys.  I  have  listened  to  congrega- 
tional singing  for  many  years,  and  I  have  never  heard 
the  people  sing  above  £  of  the  scale  with  ease.    The 


people — ^men,  women  and  children — sing  the  melody, 
and  I  find  this  the  limit  of  their  average  voices. 
They  can  go  higher;  but  it  is  strained  and  unpleasant, 
neither  edifying  nor  agreeable.  The  tunes  should 
have  a  simple  and  flowing  movement.  The  intervals 
or  steps  between  the  notes  should  not  be  wide  nor  un- 
usual. "America  "  has  a  remarkably  singing  melody, 
confined  within  seven  notes.  The  tune  Ward  keeps 
within  six;  and  Naomi,  one  of  the  most  beautiftti 
melodies  ever  written,  covers  only  five  notes.  Choral 
music  is  attracting  increased  attention  every  year.  It 
is  destined  to  grow  and  improve.  Let  us  bid  it  God. 
speed.  May  the  day  soon  come  when  we  can  say ; 
*'  Yea,  let  all  the  people  praise  the  Lord  1 " — Barnard. 


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1,  Poor  the'  my    cot  may  be,  Time  pass-es     gai  -  ly;  Health,  joy,  and  lib  -  er  -  ty     Still  nave  been 

2.  Join  then  the  mountaineer,  Leave  care  and  sor-row ;  Peace  and  contentment  here    Kind  hearts  may 


mine ;      Would  you  live  mer  -  ri  -  ly.     Fly  from  the    val  -  ley ;  Roam-ing  the  mountain  free, 
know;      Pride  must  no     pal -ace  rear,   Lest  with  the    mor-row,  En    -  vy    be    lurk-ing  near. 


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who  can  re -pine?     Sweet  is    our  song  when  the      day -beam    is   brealc-ing,"  Speed  to  the 
Pa  •  rent  of    woe.      Rich-es    we    need  not,  we're   hap  -  py    with  -  out  them :  What  could  the 


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mountain  top,  Hunter,  speed  on ! "  "  Speed  to  the  mountain  top,     Hunter,  speed  on !  "  Joy-ous  tlie 
wealth  of  the  world  give  us  more  ?     What  could  the  wealth  of  the  world  give  us  more  ?   Care,  too,  so 


welcomes  af  night-fall  a  -  wak-ing,"  Homeward,  come  homeward,  our  sports  are    be  -  gun." 
oft  -  en    will  hov  -  er    a  -  bout  them,    Bet  -  ter    by      far    then  be        hap  -  py,  though  poor. 


Tra,    la,     la,    la,    tra,      la,     la,    la,     tra,      la,    tra,    la,  la,         la,  la,  la,  la,  la,    la. 


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It  is  not  ancommon  for  people  more  or  less  intelli- 
gent to  speak  of  music  and  drawing  as  merely  orna- 
mental branches  as  distinguished  from  other  studies. 
In  looking  the  world  over,  what  branches  do  we  find 
more  useful  or  more  practical  than  music  and  draw- 
ing? Into  the  pleasure  of  social,  or  even  solitary 
life,  what  branch  enters  so  largely  as  music?  If  the 
objective  point  of  education  is  refinement,  what  agent 


or  influence  is  more  potent?  As  to  drawing,  it  eir 
ters  every  branch  of  industry,  from  the  digging  of  a 
ditch  to  the  building  of  a  steamship.  The  repre- 
sented line  is  the  beginning  of  every  constructed 
form.  A  master  workman  may  have  no  stronger 
arm,  no  more  skilful  hand,  than  any  of  his  toiling 
underlings;  but,  having  an  eye  for  distance  and  pro- 
portion, he  is  paid  well  for  directing  those  who  boast 


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JERUSALEM  THE  GOLDEN. 


St.  Bernard,  a.  d.  1150. 
AtxxANDER  EwiNG.    Nealb  tr. 


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Je  •  ru   -   sa    •    lem     the  gold   •   enl    With  milk    and        hon    -    ey      blest, 

They  stand,  those    halls       of  Zi    •    on.       All  ju    •   hi    •    lant     with     song. 

And  they    who      with    their  Lead    •    er.    Have  con  -  quered     in        the      fight. 

Oh,    sweet  and      bless   -    ed  coun    •    try.    The  home      of       God's    e   -    lectl 


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Be  -  Heath     thy      con  -  tem  •   pla  •  tion  Sink    heart  and  voice     op  -  press'd. 

And  bright   with    many      an  an  -  gel.  And      all  the  mar  -  tyr    throng. 

For  -  ev    •    er,       and         for  .    ev  -  er.  Are     clad  in  robes       of       white. 

Oh,  sweet     and    bless    •    ed  coun  •  try.  That    ea   •  ger  hearts      ex   -  pact! 


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There    is         the    throne  of 

Oh,     land      that     see'st  no       sor  -    row  I 
Je   •    sus,       ia       mer    -    cy     bring       us 


know      not.  What    joys         a  -  wait  me    there. 

Da    -    vid.      And  there  from      toil  re  -  leas'd. 

Oh,      state  that      fear'st  no    strife! 

To       that  dear    land  of       rest; 


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them  that       tri  -    umph,  The    song 

land  of       flow    •    ers!     Oh,    realm 

God  the      Fath  -  er,      And     Spir 


be  -  yond    com  -  pare. 

of     them    that    feast. 

and    home    of      life  I", 
•    it       ev   -    er    blest. 


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nothing  but  brawn.  Omitting  all  mention  of  the 
artistic  or  aesthetic  value  of  drawing,  its  practical 
utility  is  enough  to  place  it  in  the  front  rank  of  solid 
studies.  But  why  not  consider,  too,  its  artistic  uses  ? 
Is  it  not  suggestive  that  nearly  all  our  best  artists  and 
engravers  are  foreigners?  Properly  taught,  drawing 
is  a  most  interesting  branch  to  children  of  any  age. 


Placed  against  writing  as  a  candidate  for  populaf 
favor,  it  wins  three-fourths  of  the  hands  in  any  well, 
regulated  school-room.  It  pleases  children  in  a 
double  manner,  for  it  allows  them  to  do  and  to  learn 
at  the  same  time,  and  to  combine  these  is  the  secret 
of  the  best  training  in  the  schools.  Let  us  hear  no 
more  of  music  and  drawing  not  being  solid  studies. 


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PRAYER  FROM  FREISCHUTZ. 


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1.  Songs,    re  -  veal  .  ing   sa        -       cred    feel   •    ing.  Toward   the    shin  •  ing    stars  float 

2,  Low  •  ly    bend  -  ing,  Towards       thee    wend  .  ing.    Lord,      who  hast    no   cause  nor 


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cor      lend      us. 


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LORD,  IN  THIS  THY  MERCY'S  DAY. 


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Lord,  in    this    Thy  mer     - 
Ho   -  ly    Je  •   sus,    grant 
Lord,  on    us      Thy  spir 
By      Thy  night    of     a       - 


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cy's  day,       Ere        the    time    shall  pass  a  -  way, 

us     tears.     Fill        us      with  heart  search  •  ing  fears, 

it      pour,     Kneel  -  ing    low    -    ly     at  Thy  door» 

gon  -  y.        By         Thy  sup  •  pli  •  cat      •  ing    cry. 


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5.  By  Thy  tears  of  bitter  woe. 
For  Jerusalem  below, 

Let  us  not  Thy  love  forego. 

6.  Judge  and  Saviour  of  our  race. 
When  we  see  Thee  face  to  face. 
Grant  us  'neath  Thy  wings  a  illaoiu. 

7.  On  Thy  love  we  rest  taone. 

And  that  love  will  then  be  known 
By  the  pardoned  round  Thy  throDdk . 


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Music  exists  for  the  expression  cf  varied  emotion — 
sadness,  longing,  hope,  triumph,  aspirations  toward  the 
unobtained  or  the  indefinite,  calm  fulfilment  of  an 
artistic  conception  of  fitness  and  beauty;  and  besides 
these,  monotony,  long  spell  of  unbroken  quiescence, 
mental  perturbation  even  to  a  positive  sense  of  physical 
discomfort,  are  absolutely  essential  to  relieve  and 
heighten  the  more  ecstatic  emotions  of  pleasure  called 
forth  by  a  musical  composition.  We  cannot  always  be 
burning  with  passion  and  reciting  dramatic  duets  or 
heading  triumphal  processions.  We  do  not  do  so  in 
real  hfe.  This  is  what  the  Italians  have  failed  to 
recognize.  Then-  staggering  tenors  and  palpitating 
sopranos  rave  together  down  by  the  prompter's  box  in 


an  almost  unintermittent  frenzy  of  passion;  a  very 

parody  of  life  bereft  of  many  of  its  tranquil  calms  and 
minor  impressions  pleasurably  painful,  each  having  its 
own  special  effect  and  value  by  contrast  in  relation  to 
the  rest  of  our  lives.  It  is  not  only  vivid  impressions 
that  are  interesting;  these  heaped  up  one  upon  another 
constitute  a  plethora  of  over-strained  excitement  that 
will  jade  and  exhaust  themost  passionate  nature.  There 
are  countless  experiences  in  life  which  leave  us  in  a 
tranquil  condition  of  enjoyment ;  and  since  these  make 
up  by  far  the  greater  portion  of  our  existence,  and  are 
the  vehicle  of  the  most  powerful  emotions,  are  they  not 
worthy  of  a  prominent  place  in  so  con^jrehensive  an 
index  of  human  sentiment  as  is  music  ? — Chambers. 


THE  TREES  AND  THE  MASTER. 


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Andantino. 

1.  In  -  to  the  woods  my  Master  went,        Clean  forspent — for -spent,      In  -  to   the  woods  my 

2.  Out  of  the  woods  my  Master  went — And  He  was  well  con   -   tent;       Out  of  the  woods  my 


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f      -     '      Si, 
Mas  -  ter  came — Forspent  with  love  and    shame.     For  -  spent  with  love  and    shame. 

Mas  -  ter  came — Content  with  death  and     shame.     Con  -  tent  with  death  and     shame. 


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But  the  olives  they  were  not  blind  to    Him;  The    lit  -  tie  gray  leaves  were   kind    to     Him; 
When  Death  and  Shame  would  woo  Him  last.  From  under  the  trees  they      drew  Him    last. 


When  in -to  the  woods  He   came.      When  in  •  to  the  woods  He 
When  out  of  the  woods  He   came.      When  out  of  the  woods  He 


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MOUNTAIN  MAID'S  INVITATION. 


Allegro 


H.  Wbrhbr. 
Thomas  Powbb. 


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X.  Come.come,  come,  O'er  the  hills  free  from  care,  In    my  home  true  pleasures  share.  Blossoms  sweet, 

2.  Come,  come,  come.  Not  a    sigh,  not  a     tear.  E'er   is  iound    in    sad -ness  here,  Mu- sic     soft 

3.  Come,  come,  come.  When  the  day's  gentlygone,  Evening  shad  -  ows  com  -  ing    on.  Then,  by  love 


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flow'rs  most  rare,  Come  where  joys  are  found.  Here  the  sparkling  dews  of  mom,  Tree  and  shrub  with 
breathing  near.  Charms  a- way  each  care.  Birds  m  joy  -  ous  hours  a-mong  Hill  and  dale,  with 
kind  -  ly  won,  Tru  -  est  bliss  be     tiune.     Ne'er  was  found  a    bliss  so  pure ;  Ne  -  ver  joys   so 


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gems  a  -  dom,  Jew  els  bright,  gai  -  ly  worn,  Beau-ty  all  a  -  round.  Tra  la  la 
grate-f  ul  song.  Dearest  strains  here  pro  -  long,  Vo  -  cal  all  the  air.  Tra  la  la 
long  en-dure  i  Who  would  not  love  se  -  cure?  Who  would  joys  de-cline?     Tra    la    la 


la    la     la.  Tra  la  la,     la    la    la    la.   Jew-els  bright,  gai-ly  worn.  Beauty  all    a  -  round. 
la    la     la,  Tra  la  la,    la     la    la     la.   Dearest  strains  here  prolong,  Vocal  all  the     air. 
la    la     la,  Tra  la  la,    la    la    la    la.  Who  would  not  love  secure?  Who  would  joys  decline? 


T»-«  ^        -m-  -*-  -^  -^  -^  -^  ^ 

1 P  m    I — ri 1 — I — n 1 — (•■ 


HOBBY-HORSE. 


KlMDBBGABTBK 


I.   Hop,    hop,    hop  I     Nim-ble 
2    Whoa,  whoa,  whoa  1    How  like 
3.  Here,  here,  herel    Yes,  my 


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Where  'tis  smooth  and  where  'tis  sto  -  ny, 
Ver  -  y  well,  my  lit  -  tie  po  -  ny. 
Now  with  oats  and    hay    I'll    treat  you. 


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Trudge  a  -  long,  my  lit  -  tie      po  -  ny.  Hop,  hop,  hop,  hop,  hop !     Nimble    as     a    top. 
Safe's  our    jaimt  tho'  rough  and   stony,  Spare,  spare,  spare,  spare,  spare !  Sure  enough  we're  there. 
And   with  smiles  will  er  -  er     greet  you,  Po  -  ny,    po  -  ny  dear!   Yes,  my  po  -  ny  dear. 


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"  Spear  Gently." — The  following  reminiscences 
of  a  popular  song  will  interest  those  with  whom  it  is  a 
favorite :  David  Bates,  the  author  of  the  poem  "  Speak 
Gently,"  was  a  Philadelphia  broker.  He  was  styled 
by  the  board  of  brokers — it  was  their  custom  to  nick- 
name each  other — "  Old  Mortality."  Prominent  liter- 
ary men  of  the  day  frequented  his  office  on  Third 
street.  None  of  his  other  numerous  poems  obtained 
the  popularity  of  "  Speak  Gently."  This  was  written 
on  the  spur  of  the  moment,  and  was  called  out  by  a 
trivial  circumstance.  He  was  writing  at  his  desk,  and 
his  wife  was  sewing  in  the  same  room,  while  his  son 
and  a  little  playmate  were  ha\ring  a  very  spirited  romp. 
The  uproar  they  created  greatly  disturbed  the  good 
lady,  and  she  requested  them  to  be  quieter.  They  sub- 
sided for  a  few  moments,  but  soon  there  was  as  much 
commotion  as  before,  and  she  reproved  them  again ; 


but  the  noise  continued.  Then  she  sprang  to  her  feet, 
and,  in  no  gentle  tone,  said,  "  I'll  teach  you  to  be 
quiet!"  and  both  of  the  boys  would  have  had  their 
ears  boxed,  but  they  rushed  very  quickly  for  the  door, 
and  were  out  of  sight  before  she  could  reach  them. 
•'  Speak  gently,  wife— speak  gendy,"  said  Mr.  Bates, 
and  turning  again  to  his  desk,  he  took  a  fresh  sheet 
of  paper,  and  wrote  the  poem  that  bears  this  title. 
At  the  supper  table  that  evening  he  handed  it  to  his 
wife.  She  glanced  at  the  title,  and  thinking  it  a 
second  reproof,  said  she  did  not  want  to  see  it,  and 
gave  it  back  to  him  without  reading  it.  The  next  day, 
at  his  office,  one  of  his  literary  friends  coming  in,  he 
showed  it  to  him.  "  This  is  a  good  thing,  Bates,"  said 
his  friend;  "you  should  have  it  published."  And 
acting  upon  the  suggestion,  he  sent  it  with  a  note  to 
L.  A.  Godey,  editor  of  Godefs  Magazine,  published 


SCOTCH  CRADLE-SONG. 

Andantino. 


Old  Lullabt. 


/  Ba  -  loo, 
\  Ba  -  loo. 


ba  -  loo,   my    wee,  wee   thing,     O    saft 

ba  -  loo,   my    wee,  wee   thing,    For  thou     art  doub  -  ly     dear 


ly   close   thy  blink  -  in'    e'e ; 


to    me. 


1.  Thy     fa  -  ther 

2.  Thy    face    is 

3.  O        but    thy 


now  is  far  a  -  wa',  A  sail-  or  lad -die  o'er  the  sea;  But 
sim  -  pie,  sweet  and  mild,  Like  o  -  ny  sim-mer  e'e  -  nin'  fa'.  Thy 
fa  -  ther's   ab  -  sence  lang  Might  break  my  dow  -  ie       heart     in    twa'  Wert 


hope  aye  hechts 
spark-lin*    e'e 
thou    na     left 


his  safe      re -turn      To  you,    my  bon-nie      lamb,    an'  me. 
is     bon  -  nie  black,  Thy  neck   is    like  the     moun-tain  snaw. 
a     daw  -  tit  pledge  To  steal  the    ee  -  rie      hours     a  -  wa'. 


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in  Philadelphia.  Within  a  few  days  he  received  a 
check  from  Mr.  Godey  for  one  hundred  dollars,  with 
a  note  complimenting  the  poem.  Mr.  Bates  looked 
at  the  check  with  amazement,  and  exclaimed,  "  Well, 
this  is  the  biggest  one  hundred  dollars  I  ever  saw!" 
He  kept  it  locked  up  in  his  desk  for  some  time,  and 
would  occasionally  take  it  out  and  look  at  it.  The 
poem  has  been  translated  into  many  lancniages,  and  is 
greatly  admired  by  foreigners,  especially  by  the  cul- 
tured Brazilian  Emperor.  When  Rev.  J.  C.  Fletcher, 
the  celebrated  American  missionary,  was  in  Brazil, 
he  visited  Dom  Pedro.  During  the  call  of  the  rever- 
end gentleman,  the  Emperor  said,  "  I  have  something 
to  show  you,  and  shall  be  very  plad  if  you  can  tell 
me  the  name  of  the  author."  He  at  once  led  the 
way  into  his  private  library,  where  one  of  the  most 
prominent  objects  in  the  room  was  a  large  tablet  reach- 


ing from  the  floor  to  the  ceiling,  on  which  appeared 
the  familiar  poem  "  Speak  Gently,"  in  both  the  English 
and  the  Portuguese  languages."  "Do  you  know  who 
wrote  this?"  asked  Dom  Pedro.  " Yes," replied  Mr. 
Fletcher;  "the  writer  was  formerly  a  fellow-towns- 
man of  mine,  Mr.  David  Bates."  "I  consider  it," 
said  the  Emperor,  "  the  most  beautiful  poem  of  any 
language  that  I  have  ever  read.  I  require  all  the 
members  of  my  household  to  memorize  it,  and  as 
far  as  possible,  to  follow  its  teachings."  Upon  Mr. 
Fletcher's  return  home,  the  Emperor  sent  by  him  a 
complimentary  letter  to  the  author,  expressing  his  ap- 
preciation of  the  lines  and  his  gratification  at  learning 
their  authorship.  This  beautiful  little  poem,  set  to 
very  appropriate  music — an  air  from  "  Mantana,"  by 
Wallace — is  found  in  the  Franklm  Square  Song  Collec- 
tion, No.  2,  the  vocal  harmony  arranged  in  four  parts. 


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STRIKE  THE  CYMBAL. 


Outryu. 


PUCTRA. 


f  Strike  the  cymbal,   roll     the  tymbal,   Let  the  trump  of  triumph  sound ;  Powerful  slinging !  Headlong 
\  From  the  ri  v-er,      reject-iug       quiver,  Judah's  hero  takes  the  stone.  Spread  your  banners !  Shout  ho- 


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sannas !   Bat  -  tie    is    the  Lord's  a  -  lone.  |  ^^^  ^^ '  ^^°^^''    ""^''^  ^"^^^  ^°^  '^^"'^^s.       All  the 


band  of     Israel's  daughters;    Catchthesound,yehillsand  waters,  Spread  your  banners!  Shout  ho- 

Jl>t ^ 


w  I      I  Si  is  Solo. — iuow. 


sannas !   Bat-tie    is  the  Lord's  a-lone.  What  are  haughty  monarchs  now  ?  Lo !  before  Jehovah  bow ! 


Pride  of  princes,  strength  of  kings,  To    the  dust  Je  -  ho  -  vah  brings.  Praise  him !  praise  him,  ex 


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A  correspondent  of  one  of  the  leading  reviews  of 
Scotland  makes  a  plea  for  good  singing  as  follows :  If 
the  visit  to  this  country  of  certain  Americans  interested 
in  the  introduction  and  improvement  of  church  music, 
were  to  have  no  other  result,  it  would  still  do  great  good 
by  directing  attention  to  that  which  should  be  an  inte- 
gral and  important  part  of  the  service,  the  only  part  of 
worship  in  many  of  our  churches  in  which  the  people 
take  an  audible  share.    As  tlie  old  woman  excused 


herself  for  hearing  Dr.  Chalmers  reading  a  disconr» 
by  saying,  "Ay,  but  it  was  fell  readin'  that,"  so  we  may 
say  of  2iis,  it's  "  fell "  singing.  Mr.  Sankey  has  a 
magnificent  voice — clear,  sweet  and  melodious-;  and 
his  feeUng  of  the  truth  and  beauty  and  solemnity  of  what 
he  is  singing  communicates  an  indescribable  pathos  and 
tenderness  to  his  utterance.  Then  he  has  learned 
what  is  so  carefully  attended  to  in  some  American 
schools  and  so  little  regarded  here,  distinct  utterance. 


BONNIE  CHARLIE. 


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FlNLBV  DlTM. 

Lady  Nairns. 


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2.  Ye  trust  ■ 
3-     Eng  . 


nie   Char  -  lie's    now       a    -    wa;    Safe    -    ly    owre 

ed      in        your    Hie  -  land     mett.  They  trust  -  ed  you, 

lisli  bribes   were      a'        in        vain,  Tho'  puir  and    puir  ■ 


the     friend 

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a    heart    will    break     in        twa,  Should    he    ne'er 

your  hid  -  ing      in        the        glen,  Death     or      ex  - 

ler     can  -   na      buy      the        heart    That    beats  aye 


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Chorus. 


I  ill  Mil  ri  !in  Mil 


no     come  back      a  "  gain?  Will     ye      no    come 

■^  ■  »g  :  iT    g — ^ 


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gain? 


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We  watched  fhee  in  the  gloaming  hour,' 
We  watched  thee  in  the  morning  gray, 

Tho*  thirty  thousand  pounds  they  gi'e. 
Oh'  there's  nane  that  wad  betray. — Cho. 


Sweefs  the  laverock's  note  and  1 
Lilting  wildly  up  the  glen; 

But  aye  to  me  he  sings  a  sang. 

Will  ye  no  come  back  again? — Cho. 


Any  prejudice  against  "  singing  the  gospel "  fades 
away  under  the  spell  of  his  magic  voice.  Why  should 
there  be  any  prejudice?  IFor  generations  most  of  the 
Highland  ministers — and  some  of  the  Lowland  min- 
isters, as  well — have  sung  the  gospel,  sung  their  ser- 
mons, ay,  sung  their  prayers  also.  The  difference  is 
that  they  sing  very  badly  and  he  sings  very  well. 
He  accompanies  himself  on  the  ot^s,  it  is  true,  and 
•ome  of  us  who  belong  to  the  old  school  can't  swidlow 


the  kist  of  whistles  yet.  But  then  the  American  orgoi 
"is  only  a  little  one."  When  a  deputation  from  the 
session  waited  on  Ralph  Erskine  to  remonstrate  with 
him  on  the  enormity  of  fiddling,  he  gave  them  a  tune 
on  the  violoncello,  and  they  were  so  charmed  that  they 
returned  to  their  constituents  with  the  report  that  k 
was  all  right — "  it  wasna'  ony  wee  sinful  fiddle"  that 
their  minister  was  thus  in  the  habit  of  operating  upon* 
but  a  grand  instrument,  full  of  grave,  sweet  melody. 


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Ph)fessor  Bain  distinguishes  sounds  considered  as 
sensations  into  three  classes :  The  first  comprises  the 
general  effects  of  sound  as  determined  by  quality,  in- 
tensity, and  volume  or  quantity,  to  which  all  ears  are 
sensitive.  The  second  includes  musical  sounds,  for 
which  a  susceptibility  to  pitch  is  requisite.  Lastly, 
there  is  the  sensibility  to  the  articulateness,  distance, 
and  direction  of  sounds,  which  are  the  more  intellectual 
properties.    The  first  and  principal  difference  between 


sounds  experienced  by  the  ear  is  that  between  noises 
and  musical  tones,  every  variety  of  which  depends  on 
the  rapidity,  form,  size,  and  order  of  succession  of  the 
vibrations.  In  musical  tones,  the  vibrations  are  periodic, 
or  succeed  each  other  at  regular  intervals ;  in  noises, 
they  follow  each  other  irregularly.  Musical  tones  be- 
gin to  be  perceived  at  about  thirty  vibrations  in  a 
second,  but  a  determinate  musical  pitch  is  not  per- 
ceptible till  about  forty  vibrations  have  been  reached. 


OLD  SANTA  CLAUS. 


Moderato. 


1^        1^  ~^ 

1.  Old     Santa  Claus  sat  all   alone,  his  pipe  up  -  on  his   knee,   A     funny  look    about  his  eyes  for 

2.  He    had  been  busy  as  a  bee,  had  stuffed  his  pack  with  toys ;  Had  gathered  worlds  of  odds  and  ends,  his 

3.  Of  candies  too,  or  clear  or  striped,  he  had  a  bounteous  store.  And  raisins,  figs,  and  prunes.and  grapes,  but 

4.  He  clapped  his  specs  upon  his  nose,  picked  up  his  rusty  pen.  And  wrote  more  lines  in  one  short  hour  thai 


S^^S^JJ^^igfe^^^ 


fun  -  ny  chap  was  he ;  His  queer  old  cap  waS  twisted,  torn,  his  wig  was  all  awry ;  He  sat  and  mused,  as 
gifts  for  gills  an'  boys.  Had  dolls  for  girls,and  whips  for  boys,with  barrows,  horses,  drays,  Bureaus  an'trunks  for 
wanted  something  more,"  I'm  almost  ready  now,"  he  said,  "and  Christmas  nearly  here ;  But  one  thing  more,  I 
you  could  write  in  ten;  Then,  Christmas  eve  and  all  in  bed.  Quick  down  the  chimney  flew.  And  left,  beside  the 


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lost  in  thought,  while  time  went  flying  by,  Santa  Claus,  who  fears  no  danger.  Over  all  the  world  a  ranger, 
Dolly's  clothes :  all  these  his  pack  displays.  Santa  Claus,  who  fears  no  danger,  Over  all  the  world  a  ranger, 
need  a  book  for  little  folks  this  year."  Santa  Claus,  who  fears  no  danger.  Over  all  the  world  a  ranger, 
stocking  filled,  the  book  he  meant  for  you.  Santa  Claus,  who  fears  no  danger,  Over  all  the  world  a  ranger. 


Everywhere  a  welcome  stranger.  Speeds  afar  on  Christmas  eve !    Santa  Claus,  who  fears  no  danger. 


^•-g-^gr^^^^  !^^^^^ 


O  -  ver  all  the  world  a  ranger,      Ev'rywhere  a  welcome  stranger.  Speeds  afar  on  Christmas  eve ! 


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MOTHBKS,  think  less  of  your  furniture  and  more  of 
the  character  of  your  children.  A  scratch  upon  the 
soul  of  your  son  is  a  far  greater  blemish  than  a  scratch 
upon  your  piano.  Rather  your  parlor  carpet  soiled 
than  the  reputation  of  your  child.  Let  Home  compete 
with  club-house  or  saloon  in  attractiveness.  Let  into 
your  windows  the  broad  streams  of  light  during  the 
day,  and  let  there  be  brigntness  and  cheerfulness  at 
night.  Hang  pictures  on  the  wall,  have  flowers,  have 
rood  books  on  the  table,  and  musical  instrumsnts  near 
by.     Let  song  and  the  harmony  of  violin  or  flute, 


organ  or  piano,  pleasant  converse,  innocent  game* 
banish  the  demons  of  dullness  and  apathy.  Stimulata. 
by  means  of  the  home,  a  love  for  the  true  and  the 
beautiful,  a  love  for  higher  aims  and  purer  endeavors,, 
and  you  will  do  for  your  children  what  no  time  and 
no  circumstances  can  undo.  You  have  dowered  them 
with  life's  truest  treasures.  In  that  "home  "  you  have 
fltted  them  for  noble  and  useful  lives.  "  My  office," 
says  a  distinguished  clergyman,  "brings  me  often  to 
the  resting  place  of  the  dead,  and  there  are  tombstones, 
many,  and  many  laudatory  inscriptions  upon  them,  but 


LITTLE  BOY  BLUE. 

Dolce. 


J.  E.  Smith. 
Eugene  Field. 


The  lit -tie  toy  dog  is  covered  with  dust.  But  stur-dy  and  staunch  he  stands ;  And  the 
«  Now,  don't  you  go  till  I  come,"  he  said,  "And  don't  you  make  an  •  y  noise  1"  So, 
Ah,   faithful  to  Lit^tle  Boy  Blue  they  stand,         Each   in  the  same    old     place,  A- 


lit  -  tie  toy  soldier    is       red      with  rust.   And  his  musket  it  moulds  in  his    hands.       Time 
tod  -  dling  off   to    his     trun  -   die   bed,   He    dreamed  of  the  pret  -    ty       toys :  And 

waiting  the  touch  of  a      lit    -    tie  hand,   The      smile  of    a     lit    -     tie      face;  And  they 


was  when  the  lit  -  tie  toy  dog  was  new, 
as  he  was  dreaming  an  an  •  gel  song 
wonder,   as  wait  -  ing  these  long  years  thro' 


And  the  soldier  was   pass  -  ing       fair.  And 

A    •     wakened  our  Lit  -  tie  Boy      Blue — Oh,  the 
In  the  dust  of  that  lit    -     tie      chair. 


there  was  the  time  when  our  Lit-tle  Boy  Blue 
years  are  ma  -  ny,  the  years  are  long. 
What  has  become  of  our    Lit  -  tie  Boy  Blue, 


Kissed  them  and  put  them  there. 
But  the  lit  tie  toy  friends  are  true. 
Since  he  kissed  them  and  put    tliem       there. 


>  I?  1/ 1^  ^ 


never  yet  have  I  read  a  higher  tribute  than  that  which 
a  family  of  children  inscribed  upon  one  of  them :  '  Our 
Mother,  she  always  made  home  happy.'  I  have  little 
fear  for  such  children.  With  such  a  remembrance  of 
such  a  mother,  in  such  a  home,  they  cannot  go  wrong. 
Should  they  stray,  that  memory  is  sufficient  to  cause 
them  to  retrace  their  steps."  A  story  is  told  of  a  num- 
ber of  soldiers  during  the  war,  who  gave  themselves 
up  one  night  to  revelry,  loud  talk,  indecent  stories,  and 
songs,  of  which  some,  at  least,  could  only  be  condemned. 
Amiong  them  sat  a  young  man  who  took  no  part  in 


their  drunken  carousal.  His  comrades  taunted  him;; 
made  sport  of  his  stupidity,  as  they  called  it,  and  at 
length  prevailed  on  him  to  give  a  toast.  He  arose 
and  said,  "  Comrades,  I  give  you,  'Our  Mothers  and 
our  Homes  !  "  The  effect  was  instantaneous — no  more 
revelry,  no  more  indecent  stories,  no  more  ribald  song 
that  night.  A  solemn  silence  ensued.  Tears  rolled 
down  many  a  hardened  cheek.  One  after  another 
they  went  to  their  tents,  and  prayers  ascended  that 
night,  if  never  again,  fi-om  hearts  unused  to  pray.  Such, 
is  the  magic  of  these  simple  •^QX^.-^Rev.J.Kramkopf.^ 


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THE  MAID  OF  THE  MILL. 

Andante  graaioso.    |  w       1^ 


RAMILTOlf  AioB. 

Stxthen   Adams. 


Cantabile.      ^  ^        ^ 

1.  Golden  years    a -go      in      a   mill     beside  the  sea,  There  dwelt  a  lit  •  tie  maid  -   en,  who 

2.  Leaden  years  have  passed,  grey-haired  I  look  around;  The  earth  has  no  such  maidens  now, such 


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0  0      1»      0 


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t-u  u  > 


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m=m-- 


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w=^ 


V-\r^- 


:tM2 


plighted  her  faith  to  me;    The      mill-wheel  now  is    si  -  lent,  the  maid's  eyes  clos-ed  be ;     And 
mill-wheels  turn  not  round.  But  whene'er  I  think  of  Heav'n,  and  of  what  the  an  -  gels  be,  I 


all  that  now  remains  of  her,  are  the  words  she  sang  to  me.  "  Do  .       not  for  -  get     me ! 

see    a -gain  that  lit -tie  maid,  and  hear  her  words  to  me.  "Do         not  for  -  get     me  I 


Do    not  for -get    me!     Think  some  -  times     of  me    still, 


I      I 

When  the    morn    breaks 


Bi 


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is>^^-y- 


1 — n 


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and      the  thros-tle    a  -  wakes,       Re  -  mem  -  ber  the  maid      of  the  mill!"      "Do  not  for- 


■^ 


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it 


I  '  ... 

get    me!       Do    not    for -get  me!  Re -mem -ber  the  maid,      the  maid  of    the    mill! 


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SOLDIERS'  CHORUS. 

SiirUfd. 


**  Faust." 
C.  F.  Gounod. 


m 


Glo  -  ry  and  love  to  the  men  of  old,  Their  sons  may   cop -y  their  vir-tues  bold. 


& 


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\m   m   m — i*   i»  •  y 


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^^ 


m — ,,  ^  K  ^ 


W 


Ti-'^ 


W: 


Cotir  -  age  in    heart  and  a  sword  in    hand,       Yes,  read-y     to  fight    or  read  -  y  to  die   for 


Piizfef: 


:t=t: 


-r^r 


i 


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fe=irdf 


:t=t: 


i»  • 


4s?=t?=U=±t? 


1 1  >  y— i^-t 


42fV 


t^  y    !/■ 


-t^-t- 


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Fine. 


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^^5^: 


aL« — I— >c^H — 


-=P1- 


d-fi^— g       ^      l'^       ^J 


="t="tfTi= 


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Fa 


ther-land. 


Who    needs    bidding  to      dare         by     a  trum  -  pet  blown? 


I     1     i^  ' 


-p — ^ 


^S=^ 


.g    i*-^- 


:^n 


i^i^lK 


:ff=q?:=^ 


■^^^ 


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'>^    \^    V 


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7s  J  •  I  ^- 

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d^ — 1^  J  r  ^f^ 


atzit 


1— 

Who  would    fly  from  a  foe, 

4L«* — m-m-^^§^ 


chei 


Who    lacks    pi  -  ty     to     spare,    when  the  field    is     won  ? 


ky  y  f 


I 


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p 


i^  11  I — 1-1-H 


t: 


■  11^11 


r^^u  u 


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lB1     •< H=1 1 1 1 v^. 


M.  r* 


|«  Jliai  1  1 


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^a^ 


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+^^ 


II*: 


tiS-M- 


■mniMi 


if     a -lone  or    last?    And  boast  he  was  true,  as  coward  might  do,  when  per-il    is  past? 


■^-^ 


<^  •*  <^-^ 


iT^jg 


^^^igrS^TT-f-T^ 


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>»  I*  (*  !* 


:^:i=ff=e^ 


i»>  k 


-H-n 


+-^ 


1^  •  l»  1 1 


i^^ 


^     ^     ^ 


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HEZtE 


lEEJE 


1^    b^    k 


I-*    k     l^     I        U  U    '• 


m 


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—j — I p — \ — w— +. 


M.u^ 


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Glo-  ry  and    love  to  the  men  of  old.  Their  sons  may    cop -y  their  \Tr-tues  bold. 

^  0  m  m  0  m 


•^  I 1 m   m  i9   \^     \m  ^'^IIh F — F— 


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Cour  -  age      in    heartland  a  sword   in     hand,  Read-y    to  fight    for    Fa      •       ther 


S?S=gi 


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E^i:gb 


& 


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t2=±t2: 


'^    ^    1^    I 


.1  yjJiJ  r-i'ti-'j 


land. 


Now 


home  a  -  gain,        we  come,  the  long  and  fie  -  ry  strife  of   bat  -  tie 


~tnt: .  L  L  L  I  iL  r  g  r  r  r  r— fir 


Rest 


is  pleasant     af     -     ter  toil,  as  hard  as  ours  beneath  a  stranger 


**tf^' 


lov  -  er,  And  many  a  heart  will  fail,  and  brow  grow  pale  to  hear  the  tale  of  per  •  il   he  has 


D.C. 


^^  44  -?3::i  «"*-  -f-  i  -*-«^  -#i  -f-#  -#  :i:i 


r 


seen.  We  are    at    home,       we  are    at  home,  we  are  at  home,  we  are  at      home. 


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ALICE,  WHERE  ART  THOU? 


T.   ASCRSK. 

W.  GUERNSET. 


^fe 


^^ 


s 


iiix0mi  t- 


Anaantt  con  es^ressione.  I 

I.  The  birds  sleeping  gen -tly.   Sweet  Lu  -  na  gleameth  bright.   Her  rays  tinge  the    for  -  est,  And". 
8.  Thesil-ver    rain  fall -ing   Just      as    it  fall-eth     now;   And    aU  things  sleep  gen-tly !  Ah! 

0  m-  ^.-r-p- 


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all  seeiiM  glad  to  -  night.     The  wind  sighing    by  me,  Cool  -  ing  my  fever'd    brow;      The 

Al  -  ice,  where  art  thou?     I've  sought  thee  by  lake-let,  I've  sought  thee    on  the       hill.      And 


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hip;:f|;-^ir['->[fgT5?n7 


^JJJj.JljJJJUlj.  Jljijijj 


=^=SF 


stream  flo'^s  as  ev  -  er,   Yet,  Al  -  ice,  where  art  thou  ?        One  year  back  this  e  -  ven,    And 

in  the  pleas  -  ant      wild  wood.  When  winds  blew  cold  and  chill ;  I've  sought  thee  in  for  -  est;     I'm 


w 


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side.  And         thou       wert      by    my    side, 

ward    now,  I'm  look  -  ing    heav'nward  now, 

>   1^  -F-  ^   .-f- 


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X     X 


yl  i;l_rl    ^  H  ^U-ThM-TJi 

Vow      -      ing    ...  to       love  me;     One    year    past  tnis 

Oh!  there  'mid  the      star-shine, — I've  sought  thee  in 


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in       for  -  est,        I'  a 


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Vov 


thou 
look' 


wert  by  my     side, 
ing  heav'nward  now. 


bw  -  ing  to  love    me,  Al  -  ice,    what  -  e'er  might  be  -  tide. 
Oh !    there  a  -  mid    the  star-shine,  Al  -  ice,    I   know,  art  thou. 


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NEW  HAIL  COLUMBIA. 


f.  hopkinson.  1798. 
Oliver  Wsndbll  Holmbs,  1887. 


•^  ^  1  m      w  •■  ^ — ^ 

1798.  Hail,  Co-lum-bia !  hap- py  land,    Hail,  ye  heroes,  heav'n-born  band,  Who  fonght  and  bled    fal 

1.  Look  our  ransomed  shores  around.  Peace  and  safe-ty   we  have  found!    Welcome,     friends     who 

2.  Graven  deep  with  edge  of  steel.  Crowned  with  Victory's  crimson  seal,  All      the      worll      their 

3 .  Hail,  Co-lum-bia !  strong  and  free.  Throned  in  hearts  from  sea  to  sea !      Tlqr  nuttch    tri-uuifih  •  ant 

J-^-g-j-r  J, 


freedom's  canse.  Who  fought  and  bled  in  freedom'scause,  And  when  the  storm  of  war  was  gone  En - 
once  were  foes  I  Welcome,  friends  who  once  were  foes,    Toalltheconqueringyearshavegaiiified, — A. 
names  shall  read!    All  the  world  their  names  shall  read.     Enrolled  with  his,  the  Chief  that  led  The 
itill    par- sue  1     Thy  march  triumphant  still  pur -sue       With  peaceful  stride  from  zone  to  zone.  Till 


joy'd  the  peace  your  val- or  won.  Let      in  -  de-pendence  be  our  boast,  Ev  -  er  mind-ful 

na  -  tion's  rights,  a  race  unchained !  Children     of  the  day     new  -  bom,  Mind-ful    of       its 

hosts,  whose  blood  for  us  was  shed.  Pay    our  sires  their  children's    debt.  Love  and  hon  -  or,- 

Free-dora  finds  the  world  her  own!  Blest  in      Union's  ho  -   ly        ties,  Let    our     grateful 


what  it   cost ;      Ev  -  er  grate  -  ful  for    the  prize,       Let     its    al   -  tar  reach  the  skies, 

glorious  mom,      Let    the  pledge  our  Fath- ers  signed.     Heart  to  heart    for  -,ev-  er    bind! 

nor    for  -  get         On  -  ly    Un  -  ion's  gold-  en    key        Guards  the  ark      of     Lib  -  er   -    ty ! 

song  a  -  rise, —  Ev  -  eryvoice    its  trib  -  ute  lend, —  All      in    lov  -  ing    cho  -  rus  blend  I 


1798.  Firm,        u  -  ni    -    ted,      let      us       be,        Ral   -    ly    -   ing  round    our      lib  -  er    -    ty, 
(1-3).  While      thestars       of     heaven  shall  burn,     While  the         o-cean     tides         re      -     tum, 

, — ^ — ^i_« — m- 


T 


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^ 


'^-. 


P 


:rnj5T 


:S3= 


22: 


■;•-* zj — !^ 


^dp'ji  ^ 


-^- 


band     of        broth  -  ers    join'd.     Peace    and     safe    -    ty      we     shall    find. 


may     the         circ  -  ling    sun 

jft_J^,j    if-   T^ 


Find      the      Ma   -    ny    still     are     One! 

J    r-    r   1^ 


^ 


,     ,  ,  — r — r 

Written,  by  request,  for  Centennial  of  Constitution  of  United  States  at  Philadelphia,  Sept.  17,  1887. 


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Elements  of  Music 


!•  A  Musical  Sound  is  called  a  Tone. 

2.  Every  tone  has  the  three  properties  of  Length, 
Pitch,  and  Power. 

3.  There  are,  therefore,  three  departments  in  the 
Elements  of  Music  :— 

1.  Rhythmics,  treating  of  the  Length  of  Tones. 

2.  Melod'ics,  treating  of  the  Pitch  of  Tones. 

3.  Dynam'ics,  treating  of  the  Power  of  Tones. 

The  word  Rhythmics  is  derived  from  the  Greek 
verb  "rheo,"  meaning  to  flow,  as  in  the  measured 
movement  of  poetic  lines.  Melod'ics  is  from  the 
Greek  "  melod'eo"  to  sing  harmoniously,  or  "  me- 
lod'ia"  a  tune  to  which  lyric  poetry  is  set,  a  choral 
song,  from  "  mel'odos"  musical  or  melodious.  Dy- 
nam'ics is  firom  the  Greek  " dun'amai"  to  be  able, 
or  " dun' amis"  force,  energy,  power. 

Rhythmics  comprehends  all  rhythmic  things,  or 
whatever  may  be  derived  h-om  the  primary  fact  that 
tones  may  be  long  or  short  It  includes  also  the 
rhythmic  structure  of  phrases,  sections  and  periods. 
Melodies  includes  everything  that  may  proceed  from 
the  primary  distinction  of  low  or  high,  or  from  the 
property  of  pitch.  The  word  "melody,"  as  com- 
monly used,  is  of  much  more  limited  signification, 
referring  only  to  a  pleasing  succession  of  tones  in 
rhythmic  order  or  to  an  ordinary  tune  form.  Dy- 
namics embraces  not  only  the  mere  force  of  tones, 
but  also  their  manner  or  form  of  delivery. 


RHYTHMICS :  liCngth  of  Tones. 

NOTES  AND  RESTS. 

4.  Notes  are  characters  used  to  designate  two 
things:  By  their  position  on  the  stafif  they  give  the 
Pitch  of  the  tone,  and  by  their  form  they  indicate 
its  Length. 

£»•  The  following  are  the  notes  in  common  use, 
the  relative  length  of  the  tones  which  they  represent 
being  indicated  by  their  names. 

WHOLB-NOTB.      HALF-NOTB.     QUARTEK.   EIGHTH.  SIXTBBNTK. 


^  {  i  I 


A  character  \a\  called  a  Breve,  or  DoubU'Note,  is 
sometimes  used.  It  represents  a  tone  twice  as  long 
as  that  represented  by  a  Whole  Note. 

6.  Itests  are  characters  used  to  indicate  silence. 

7.  The  following  are  the  Rests  in  common  use;  the 
relative  length  of  the  portions  of  time  which  they 
represent,  corresponds  to  that  of  the  notes;  it  is  indi- 
cated by  their  names ;  the  whole  rest  may  also  rep- 
resent a  whole  measure  rest  without  regard  to  the 
kind  of  time : 

WHOLB-RBST.  HAX.P-RBST     QUARTER.        EIGHTH.  SIXTBRNTH. 

For  brevity  and  convenience,  we  shall  hereafter 
speak  of  the  length  of  notes,  meaning  the  length  of 
the  tones  represented  by  them. 

8.  A  Dot  placed  after  a  note  or  a  rest  increases 
its  length  one-half.  A  dotted  whole  note  is  equal  to 
three  halves;  a  dotted  half  to  three  quarters.  The 
sam:^  is  true  of  Rests.  Thus : 


9.  Two  Dots  placed  after  a  note  or  a  rest  i» 
crease  its  length  three-fourths,  the  second  dot  adding 
one-half  the  length  of  the  first    Thus : 

10.  The  Figrure  3  placed  above  or  below  three 
equal  notes  reduces  their  length  to  two  of  the  samt 

kind.  Thus,  f  f  f  equals  in  length  f    ,•     Notea 

written  in  this  manner  are  called  Triplets. 

11.  Two  or  more  notes  may  represent  a  singl* 
tone  by  the  use  of  a  character  called  a  Tie.  Id 
vocal  music  the  hooks  attached  to  the  notes  may  b« 
joined  for  the  same  purpose,  and  the  notes  should  ba 
sung  to  one  syllable.  The  Slur  is  used  when  tha 
notes  differ  in  pitch,  the  Tie  ^— ^  when  they  are  of 
the  same  pitch. 

MEASURES  AND  PARTS. 

12.  Music   is    divided    into    Measures  and 

Parts — ^into  Measures  by  single  bars  and  into  Parts 
by  double  bars.  The  time  of  each  measure  is  tha 
same  as  that  of  every  other  measure  in  the  part  and 
is  determined  by  the  fraction  placed  at  the  beginning 
of  each  part  If  a  part  is  to  be  repeated,  dots,  called 
Repeating  Dots,  precede  the  double  bar. 

13.  Measures  are  again  divided  into  certain  parts, 
which  may  be  indicated  to  the  ear  by  Counting,  as 
"one,  two,"  "one  two,"  etc.;  or  to  the  eye  by  motions 
of  the  hand,  called  Seats,  or  Beating  Time.  The 
length  of  notes  may  frequently  be  estimated,  but  in 
complicated  movements,  it  must  be  indicated  as  above 
by  some  simple  method  of  measurement 

14.  A  Measure  divided  into  two  parts  is  called 
Double  Measure ;  three  parts.  Triple  Measure ;  four 
parts.  Quadruple  Measure;  six  parts.  Sextuple 
Measure.    Thus: 

DOUBLE.  TRIPLE.  QUADRUPL.B,         SEXTUPLE  MBASURB. 

\r\  irrri  irrrn  \nr^f:\ 

15.  Each  kind  of  Measure  may  have  several  va» 
rieties,  depending  upon  the  length  of  the  notes  which 
are  expressed  by  the  denominator  of  the  fraction.  Tha 
following  are  some  of  the  common  varieties : 

DOUBLE.  TRIPLE  MBASURB.       QUADRUPLE  MEASUR% 


irrl 
irri 


irrri 
irrr 


irrrri 
irrrri' 


SEXTUPLE  MBASURB. 

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The  pupil  should,  of  course,  be  taught  that  a  Meas- 
ure may  be  filled  with  other  notes  than  those  used  in 
the  above  examples.  Let  him  fill  the  measures  wdth 
notes  of  different  lengths,  rests,  etc.  As  will  be  seen, 
a  piece  of  music  may  begin  on  any  part  of  a  measure. 
When  it  begins  on  a  fractional  part,  it  ends  on  a  frac- 
tional part;  and  the  two  parts  thus  formed  equal  a 
complete  measure. 

16.  The  Numerator  of  the  Fraction  at  the 
beginning  of  the  above  examples  indicates  the  num- 
ber of  beats  into  which  the  measure  is  divided ;  the 
Denominator  indicates  the  kind  of  note  which 
will  fill  each  beat.  Thus,  ^  shows  that  there  are 
three  beats  in  the  measure,  and  that  a  quarter  note 
will  fill  each  beat. 

17.  The  limits  or  boundaries  of  Measures,  as  has 
been  said,  are  marked  by  light  vertical  lines,  called 
Bars,  the  end  of  a  Part  being  marked  by  a  heavy 
vertical  line,  or  Double  Bar. 

18.  The  end  of  a  line  of  poetry  in  hymnal  music 
is  also  sometimes  indicated  by  a  heavy  vertical  line,  or 
Double  Bar,  which  can  have  no  effect  upon  the 
measure. 

19.  The  end  of  a  piece  of  music  is  indicated  by 
a  character  called  a  Glose. 

20.  Beating  Time  is  designating  each  part 
of  a  Measure  by  a  motion  of  the  hand.  In  Double 
Measure,  the  hand  moves  down,  up;  Triple  Measure, 
down,  left,  up;  Quadruple  Measure,  down,  left,  right, 
up;  Sextuple  yisss,\xx&ydown,left,left,right,up,up; 
or  in  rapid  movement,  down,  up.  This  may  vary  ac- 
cording to  the  taste  of  the  instructor,  each  having  his 
own  method  of  indicating  accent. 

21.  Counting  Time  is  designating  each  part 
of  a  Measure  by  a  number.  In  Double  Measure,  we 
count  one,  two;  Triple  Measure,  one,  two,  three; 
Quadruple  Measure,  one,  two,  three,  four;  Sextuple 
Measure,  one,  two,  three,  four,  five,  six  ;  ox  one,  two. 
The  exercises  of  beating  and  counting  time  are  very 
valuable,  and  should  be  practiced  frequently.  Beating 
time  requires  motions  of  the  hand  at  exactly  equal 
points  of  time;  counting  time  requires  counts  at  ex- 
actly equal  points  of  time.  It  is  common  to  speak  of 
tones  "  as  so  many  beats  long,"  or  "  so  many  counts 
long."  When  the  leader  tells  which  way  the  hand  is 
moving,  he  is  said  to  be  describing  the  time.  Select 
melodies  from  the  book  for  the  purpose  of  affording 
variety  of  practice.  Let  the  class  be  divided  into 
parts,  singing  and  counting  or  beating  time  altern- 
ately. Ability  to  count  inaudibly  should  be  acquired 
as  soon  as  possible,  for  this  is  essential  to  success. 

22.  Accent  is  a  stress  given  to  certain  parts  of 
the  Measure.  In  Double  Measure,  the  first  part  is 
accented;  in  Triple  Measure,  \}a&  first  part;  in  Quad- 
ruple Measure,  Hhe  first  and  third  parts ;  in  Sextuple 
Measure,  the  first  and  fourth  parts.  In  measures 
containing  two  accents,  the  first  is  the  principal  and 
therefore  louder.  The  accents  may  fall  away  when 
followed  by  a  rest,  and  may  be  changed  when  fol- 
lowed by  a  longer  note,  this  note  receiving  the  accent 
and  being  therefore  called  a  Syncopated  note.  These 
rules  are,  however,  becoming  somewhat  obsolete  in 
vocal  music,  the  accented  syllables  and  emphatic 
words  determining  the  parts  to  be  accented. 

23.  A  Syncopated  Note,  then,  is  one  that 
begins  on  an  unaccented  part  of  a  measure  and  con- 
tinues on  an  accented  part.     Thus,  in    T  [     j      the 

second  is  a  Syncopated  Note,  or  a  Syncope,  and  should 
always  be  accented,  that  is,  expressed  forcibly,  as  if  so 
sarked. 
24*  The  length  of  the  beats  in  each  Measure  is 


indicated  by  certain  Italian  words,  sometimes  mqdii 
fied  by  other  words  added  thereto,  of  which  the  foW 
lowing  are  the  most  common : 

Adagio — Very  slow  movement. 

Allegretto— Cheerful,  not  so  fast  as  Allegro. 

Allegpro — Quick,  lively,  vivacious. 

Andante — Rather  slow,  gentle,  distinct 

Andantino — Somewhat  quicker  than  Andante. 

Largo — Very  slow  and  solemn. 

Larghetto — Less  slow  than  Largo. 

Lento — Slow. 

Moderate — Moderate. 

Presto — Very  quick- 
Prestissimo — With  greatest  rapidity. 


MELODICS :  Pitch  of  Tones. 

THE  STAFF. 

25.  The  Staflf  is  used  to  represent  the  relatiTC 
pitch  of  Tones.  It  consists  of  five  lines  and  four 
spaces,  each  line  and  space  being  called  a  degree. 
Thus  the  staff  contains  nine  degreos  and  the  sentence. 
"  Name  the  degrees  on  which  these  notes  are  found," 
means  "  Name  the  lines  and  spaces  on  which  these 
notes  are  found." 

26.  Added  lines  are  used  to  represent  tones 
which  are  too  high  or  too  low  to  be  represented  upon 
the  Staff.  They  may  be  placed  above  and  below  the 
staff  to  any  extent  desired,  as  they  are  simply  a  con- 
tinuation of  the  staff,  the  note  immediately  above  or 
below  the  Staff  being  in  a  Space. 

27.  The  lines  and  spaces  of  the  Staff  are  named 
from  the  lowest  upwards,  ist  line,  tst  space,  2d  line, 
2d  space,  etc. 

28.  The  added  lines  and  spaces  are  named  fi-om 
the  first  line,  space  below,  ist  line  below,  etc. ;  and 
from  the  fifth  line,  space  above,  ist  line  above,  etc. 

2d  space  above. 
1st  space  above. 


1st  Itne  above. 
Sth  line. — 

4th  line 

3d  line.  — 
Sd  line.  — 
Ist  line.  — 


4th  space. 


3d  space. 


2d  space. 


1st  space. 


1st  line  below. 


1st  space  below. 
2d  space  below. 


29.  Each  degree  is  designated  by  one  of  the  first 
seven  letters  of  the  alphabet,  the  position  of  the  letter 
never  changing  unless  the  Clef  be  changed. 

30.  Instead  of  placing  a  letter  on  the  staff  to 
show  the  abstract  pitch,  certain  characters  are  used 
_A  called  Clefs,  which  show  how  the  letters  2a| 
3e  are  applied.  Thus,  the  Treble  clef  marks  ^2 
^5  tlie  position  of  C  on  the  staff,  in  the  third  ^^ 
XJ  space;  and  the  Bass  clef,  marks  the  position  z.\xg 
of  C  in  the  second  space. 

31 .  In  four-part  songs  the  Soprano  and  Alto  are 
written  in  the  Treble,  and  the  Tenor  and  Bass  in 
the  Bass  Clef.  There  are  other  clefs  used  by  cer- 
tain orchestral  instruments,  as  the  Alto  clef,  marking 
the  position  of  C  on  the  third  line  (viola),  and  the 
Tenor  clef,  marking  the  position  of  C  on  the  fourth 
line  (trombone). 


SOPRANO  AND  ALTO. 


TENOR  AND  BASS. 


The  C  on  the  first  line  below  the  Treble  Staff,  and 
the  C  on  the  first  line  above  the  Bass,  represent  the 
same  tone.     It  is  called  Middle  C.    The  uaies  of  the 


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Female  voice  we  an  octave  higher  than  those  of  the 
Male,  hence  a  Soprano  solo  sung  by  a  Tenor  sounds 
an  octave  lower  than  the  notes  in  which  it  is  written. 

32.  The  different  parts  are  commonly  represented 
in  music  by  two  or  more  staves,  imited  by  a  Brace, 
and  called  a  Score. 

33.  The  Absolute  Pitch  of  Tones  (the  pitch 
independent  of  scale  relationship),  is  designated  by 
the  letters  namu.g  the  degrees  of  the  Staff;  as,  A,  B, 
C,  D,  E,  F,  G.  The  position  of  these  letters  is  fixed 
and  unchangeable  while  the  clef  remains  unchanged. 

34.  The  difference  of  pitch  between  any  two 
tones,  as  from  A  to  B,  from  A  to  E,  from  C  to  G,  etc., 
is  called  an  Interval.  A  true  knowledge  of  inter- 
vals can  only  be  communicated  through  the  Ear, 
The  pupil  must  listen  carefully  to  tones  and  compare 
them  constantly.  Without  this  practical  acquaintance 
with  the  subject,  names,  definitions  and  illustrations 
are  of  little  account 

35.  In  the  regular  succession  of  the  Natural 
Tones,  there  are  two  kinds  of  intervals,  larger  and 
smaller.  The  larger  intervals  are  called  ToneS  and 
tlie  smaller  Semi-Tones.  The  successive  tones 
ot  tlie  .lajot  scale,  in  all  the  keys,  occur  in  the  fol- 
lowing ordei:  Between  one  and  two,  a  ione;  be- 
tween two  and  three,  a  tone;  between  three  and  four, 
a  serm-tone;  between  four  and  five,  a  tone;  between 


five  and  six,  a  tone;  between  six  and  seven,  a  tone; 
and  between  seven  and  eight,  a  semi-tone.  These  two 
half-tones  in  the  octave  afilbrd  infinite  variety  in  music 
Were  the  eight  natural  sounds  in  the  octave  equi- 
distant one  from  another,  there  being  no  semitones, 
the  keys  would  differ  only  in  acuteness  and  not  in 
quality^  as  now.  Choose  melodies  from  the  book  in 
the  different  keys  and  give  the  pupils  exercise  in  read- 
ing these  intervals  of  tones  and  semi  tones. 

36.  Between  any  two  tones  of  the  Staff  having 
the  interval  of  a  step,  another  tone  may  be  inserted, 
dividing  the  step  into  two  half  steps.  Thus,  a  tone 
may  be  inserted  between  C  and  D,  etc.  Some  sing 
ers  of  Southern  Europe  add  a  certain  brilliancy  ot 
effect  by  again  dividing  the  half-step ;  but  ability  to 
do  this  is  not  possessed  by  the  people  of  Central  o» 
Northern  Europe,  or  of  America. 

37.  The  degrees  of  the  Staff  represent  these  in- 
serted tones  by  the  aid  of  characters  called  Sharpx 
and  Flats.  Thus,  a  tone  inserted  between  C  and  Di 
is  named  C  sharp,  or  D  flat. 

38.  A  Sharp,  ^,  placed  on  a  degree,  raises  the 
pitch  of  a  tone  a  half-step;  a  Flat,  ^  placed  on  it, 
lowers  the  pitch  of  a  tone  a  half-step  below  that 
named  by  the  letter. 

39.  The  power  of  a  sharp  or  a  flat  may  be  can 
celled  by  a  character  called  a  Natural,  tj. 


Bang^e  of  the  Human  "Voice. — ^The  compass  of  every  human  voice  for  singing  must  fall  some- 
where within  the  wide  range  of  notes  given  herewith.  But,  of  course,  no  single  voice  has  ever  been  equal  to 
these  thirty-one  notes  at  any  one  period  in  life.  The  boy  who  sings  a  high  soprano  may  take  nearly  all  the 
upper  notes,  but  when  grown  to  manhood  his  voice  "  changes,"  and  he  has  ability  to  sing  only  in  the  three 
lower  octaves.  As,  to  the  range  of  notes  here  found,  it  requires  a  phenomenal  Bass  to  reach  the  lowest  (Great 
Doable  C),  and  a  Soprano  only  less  remarkable  to  sing  the  highest  (e")  with  confidence  and  musical  effect. 
If  the  reader  has  not  learned  the  compass  of  his  own  voice,  it  will  be  both  interesting  and  satisfactory  to  test, 
with  piano  or  organ,  for  its  highest  and  lowest  notes,  as  well  as  for  those  tones  in  which  it  is  strong  and  full,  ai 
weak  and  uncertain.     By  intelligent  practice  the  compass  may  be  increased  and  the  tones  improved. 


(#=^=F 

-4-1    1     1     1     1     1    ii  1  II 1  \\.0\pf\V\  ii  iT^~n- 

^F4 

— -maS  =  4iif=?^^ : : 

,^4=T- 

S^^^^^  — : 

:3:g^FGABCD  EFGA  B  ode  fgabc'd'e'f  g'a'b'c"d"e" 


The  Staff  in  the  Bass  clef  extends  fimn  G  to  A. 
Three  notes  intervene  between  this  and  the  staff  in 
the  Treble,  which,  as  will  be  seen,  may  be  written  in 
either  clef,  above  the  Bass  or  below  the  Treble.  Of 
these,  the  middle  note  (c)  is  known  as  «  Middle  "  C — 
because  midway  between  the  two  clefs.  The  treble 
clef  extends  fi-om  e  to  f .  All  the  letters  below  G  in 
the  bass  and  e  in  the  treble,  occupy  places  in  success- 
ive order  downwards  on  the  added  lines  and  spaces 
below  the  staff;  all  above  A  in  the  bass  and  f  in  the 
treble  on  the  added  lines  above  the  staft  "Middle 
C  "  (c)  corresponds  to  the  fourth  note  on  the  G  string 
of  the  violin  at  ordinary  concert  pitch,  or  to  Middle  C 
on  piano  or  organ.  Great  Double  C,  or  Contra  C,  as 
it  is  called,  having  about  thirty-three  vibrations  to  the 
second,  the  next  higher  C  doubles  that  number;  and 
so  on,  each  octave  higher  doubling  the  number  of  vi- 
brations of  the  octave  next  below  it 

The  entire  range  of  the  human  voice  in  music— fix>m 
lowest  Bass  to  highest  Soprano — may  be  reckoned 
from  Ej?  below  the  staff  in  the  bass  clef,  four  octaves, 
to  EJ7  above  the  staff  in  the  treble  clef.  Vocal  sounds 
lower  or  higher  than  this  seem  to  have  little  power  of 
expression  in  any  sense.  Voices  are  usually  consid- 
ered under  three  divisions  for  the  male,  and  four  for 


the  female  sex ;  Bass,  Barytone,  and  Tenor ;  Con- 
tralto, Alto,  Mezzo  Soprano,  and  Soprano.  The  usual 
range  of  the  Bass  is  from  F  or  E  below  the  bass  cleC 
rarely  lower,  two  octaves  to  f ;  Barytone,  from  G,  ob 
first  line  of  bass  clef,  two  octaves,  to  g- ;  Tenor,  from 
C,  two  octaves,  to  c' ;  Contralto,  the  deepest  female 
voice,  bom  F  to  c",  being  two  and  one-half  octaves; 
Alto,  two  octaves,  from  F  to  f ;  Mezzo  Soprano,  from 
A  to  a';  and  Soprano  from  "  Middle  C  "  (c),  two  oc- 
taves to  c",  which  is  also  indicated  as  c^-  Middle  C 
has  about  132  vibrations  to  the  second,  and  is  pro- 
duced by  sound  waves  from  eight  to  nine  feet  apart 
Waves  at  half  that  distance  apart  produce  a  tone  one 
octave  higher,  half  that  again  the  next  higher  octave, 
and  so  on.  In  large  organs,  C,  an  octave  below  Con- 
tra C,  with  16^  vibrations  per  second,  is  reached,  but 
the  effect  is  imperfect.  The  piano  reaches  a*,  with 
3,520  vibrations  per  second,  and  sometimes  c*.  with 
4,224  vibrations.  The  highest  note  taken  in  the  or- 
chestra is  probably  d*,  on  the  piccolo  flute,  with  4,752 
vibrations.  The  practical  range  in  music  is  fi-om  40 
to  4,000  vibrations  per  second,  embracing  seven  oc- 
taves. The  human  ear  is,  however,  able  to  compass 
eleven  octaves,  that  is  to  say,  it  notes  vibrations  rang- 
ing firom  16^  up  to  38,000  in  a  single  second  of  time. 


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37S 


40.  A  Double  Sharp,  ^,  is  used  on  a  degree 
diffected  by  a  sharp,  to  represent  a  tone  a  half-step 
above  the  one  affected  by  the  sharp ;  its  power  may  be 
cancelled  by  a  sharp  and  natural,  ^jj.  A  Double 
Flat,  ^,  is  used  on  a  degree  affected  by  a  flat,  to 
represent  a  tone  a  half-step  below  the  one  affected  by 
a  flat;  it  may  be  cancelled  by  a  flat  and  natural,  |?  jj. 

41.  The  Signature  of  a  Staff  is  the  part  be- 
tween the  clef  and  the  fraction ;  it  is  named  from  the 
number  of  sharps  or  flats  which  it  contains.  If  there 
is  no  signature,  the  notes  correspond  with  the  white 
keys  of  piano  or  organ. 

42.  A  sharp  or  a  flat  in  the  signature  applies  not 
only  to  the  degree  on  which  it  stands,  but  also  to  all 
others  which  represent  the  same  pitch. 

43.  A  sharp,  a  flat,  or  a  natural,  placed  outside 
the  signature,  is  called  an  Accidental, — appearing 
<* accidentally"  in  the  measure — and  apphes  only  to 
the  degree  on  which  it  stands. 

44.  If  not  cancelled,  as  stated  above,  the  signifi- 
cation of  a  signature  extends  to  the  end  of  the  Staff, 
that  of  an  accidental — whether  flat,  sharp  or  natural — 
extends  no  farther  than  the  measure  in  which  it  appears, 
except  when  the  last  note  of  a  measure  is  flat  or 
sharp,  and  the  first  note  ot  the  following  measure  is 
the  same  letter ;  then,  if  it  is  syncopated,  the  influence 
of  the  accidental  extends  to  that  note. 

• — ^  THE  DIATONIC  SCALE. 

y^  45.  The  Relative  Pitch  of  tones  is  indicated  by 
a  Scale,  or  Tone  Ladder. 

46.  The  Diatonic  Scale,  generally  called  the 
Scale,  consists  of  a  regular  succession  of  intervals 
from  the  key-note  to  the  octave,  1st,  2d,  3d,  4th,  5th, 
6th,  7th,  8th,  or  octave,  it  having  been  found  most 
agreeable  to  join  to  the  seven  sounds  of  one  group 
the  first  of  the  next  higher,  making  eight  in  all.  The 
key-note  is  the  first  note  in  the  Scale.  This  Scale  is 
also  called  the  Major  Scale,  to  distinguish  it  from 
another  scale,  having  its  semitones  in  different  order, 
and  called  the  Minor  Scale.  In  the  compass  of  the 
scale  there  are  five  whole  tones  or  degrees  and  two 
semi-tones  or  half-degrees.  Commencing  on  C,  that 
is  making  C  one  of  the  scale,  these  semi-tones  are 
found  between  the  3d  and  4th  and  7  th  and  8tll 
degrees.  Here  we  find  between  the  1st  and  3d  degrees 
two  whole  tones,  making  a  "  major  "  or  greater  third. 
All  music  written  on  the  scale  when  so  constructed  is 
said  to  be  in  the  major  keys;  and  this  scale  can  only 
be  formed  from  the  notes  in  their  natural  order  by 
commencing  on  C.  There  is,  however,  another  series 
of  notes,  equally  well-fitted  for  expressing  musical 
ideas,  which  is  formed  by  commencing  on  A  instead 
of  C,  and  which,  in  the  natural  order  of  tones,  can 
begin  only  on  A.     In  this  scale  the  semi-tones  always 

-.  fall  between  2  and  3  and  5  and  6,  Here  between 
the  1st  and  3d  degrees  there  are  not  two  whole  tones, 
but  only  a  tone  and  a  half,  making  the  "  minor  "  or 
iower  third.  All  music  written  on  the  scale  when  so 
constructed  is  said  to  be  in  the  minor  keys,  which  are 
often  most  expressive. 

47.  The  tones  are  named  by  Numbers  and  also  by 
Syllables,  the  latter  to  afford  greater  variety  of  vowel 
sounds  for  practice,  as  well  as  to  form  an  easy  associa- 
tion of  degree  name  and  relative  pitch  of  tone — the 
same  syllable  being  always  used  in  singing  the  same 
tone.  Do  is  always  one,  Re  always  two,  and  so  on. 
The  numbers  and  syllables  are  as  follows: 

By  numbers:  i,      2,      3,     4,      5,     6,     7,     & 

By  syllables:  Do,  Re,  Mi,  Fa,  Sol,  La,   Si,  Do. 

^Pronounced  Doe,  Ray,  Mee,  Fab,  Sole,  Lah,See,Doe.) 


The  names  of  tiie  notes,  Do,  Re,  Mi,  etc.,  vibrate 
throughout  the  scale,  their  places  depending  wholly 
upon  the  location  of  the  Key-note,  which  is  always 
called  Do,  and  numbered  one, 

48.  Therp  are,  as  has  already  been  said,  two  kinds 
of  intervals  in  the  Diatonic  scale :  Step^  and  half- 
steps,  the  intervals  between  3  and  4,  and  7  and  8, 
being  half-steps,  while  all  the  others  are  steps.  The 
half-steps,  or  semi-tones,  should  always  be  suiig 
"  sharp,"  the  voice  being  slightly  pressed  or  drivei 
above,  rather  than  permitted  to  fall  below  the  toni 
indicated  by  the  note  upon  the  stafi. 

49.  In  writing  the  Scale,  any  tone  may  be  takei 
as  one,  or  Do;  when  this  is  determined,  the  otiien 
must  follow  in  regular  order  In  the  examples  below, 
one  or  Do  is  placed  on  C,  as  the  intervals  of  the  staff 
beginning  with  C,  correspond  with  those  of  the  scale 
All  the  steps  in  the  key  of  C  are  therefore  natural 
steps.  As»  shown  in  the  following  examples,  the  seals 
is  extended  upwards,  by  regarding  eight,  or  the  octavt 
above  one,  as  one  of  an  upper  scale ,  and  downwards 
by  regarding  one  as  eight  of  a  lower  scale. 

50.  The  Scale,  as  written  upon  the  staff,  in  tl*' 
key  of  C,  in  both  clefs,  is  as  follows : — 


\J -n     '^    " 

/f                                                                                   ^       ri       0     '"■- 

ICn 

^         <!>       '—       ■ 

\s\)  . 

(7 

d 

Do, 

9.        3. 
re,      mi. 

4> 

5,       6,      7,  8  on,  a,     3. 
sol,     la,     si,    do,    re,  mL 

/5»^'- 

it> 

\pj' 

■^   a   f^ 

o" 

\~^ 

e> 

r^    - 

I.     s»     3.     4.      5.      f>>      7.    Son,    5,    3,  lorS. 
Do,  re,   mi,  &,   sol,  la,    si,    do,    sol,    mi,  do. 

THE  TONE  LADDER. 

51  The  fact  that  these  Eight  Degrees  include 
every  possible  distance  except  the  none  and  deceme 
(ninth  and  tenth),  at  which  musical  tones  can  be 
placed  from  each  other,  was  discovered  some  centuries 
ago  in  Italy.  When  sung  consecutively  the  thought 
of  ascending  or  descending  a  ladder  was  naturally 
suggested,  and  the  term  «' Scale"  (Italian  word  Scala, 
meaning  "ladder  ")  was  adopted.  The  propriety  of 
the  name  has  caused  it  to  be  retained  by  musicians. 
The  order  of  tones  being  a  "  ladder,"  the  distances 
between  them  are  naturally  called  steps.  The  tones 
of  the  Scale  can  only  be  learned  by  imitation. 

Tlie  Scale  or  Tone  Ladder  may  be  drawn  or  neatly 
painted  on  the  blackboard  for  permanent  use  in  the 
form  here  shown,  six  or  eight  inches  wide  and  eigh- 
teen high,  which  will  afford  spaces  three  inches  in 
height  to  represent  tone  intervals,  and  one  and  a-half 
inch  spaces  for  the  semi-tones.  Let  the  scale  names 
and  numbers  be  given  as  here.  The  exercises  should 
be  written  by  the  side  of  the  scale  in  bold  fig'- 
ures.  Commas  may  be  used  after  the  figures  to  in- 
dicate short  notes,  and  the  dash  for  notes  prolonged. 
With  the  pointer,  the  teacher  can  direct  the  work  of 
the  class  more  readily,  singing  the  exercises  back- 
wards as  well  as  forwards,  by  numbers,  by  syllables, 
by  letters,  and  by  simple  vowel  sounds. 

The  following  exercises  which  may  be  placed  upon 
the  board,  as  well  as  sung  from  the  page,  will  afford 
much  variety  of  useful  practice.  They  may  be  greatly 
varied,  and  supplemented  by  others  to  almost  any  e»- 
tenL  But  it  is  advised  that,  at  first,  they  be  taken  ia 
the  order  here  presented,  in  short  lessons,  so  that  noth* 
ing  is  passed  that  is  not  well  learned.  Let  this  driM 
exercise  be  pleasantly  varied  by  rote  singing — at- 
tractive songs  and  ^miliar  hymns  being  preferred-— 


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all  of  which  may  afterwards  be  written  in  the  numer- 
als. These  figures  can  be  so  written  as  to  represent 
tAree  ocUves,  by  placing  a  dash  above  those  that  fall 
below  the  statf,  below  those  that  are  above  the  staff, 
and  before  and  after  those  upon  the  s^flf— the  dash 
all  the  while  representing  the  Staff. 


( 


a 


g>  1,  2-  2, 1- 

La  1,  2,  3-  3,  2, 1- 

Sol       1,  2,  3,  4-  4,  3,  2, 1- 
ll   1,2,3,4,5-5,4,3,2,1- 
Re  1, 2,3, 4,5,6-6, 5, 4,3, 2,1- 
^12345678-8765432  1- 


1284 
1848 
1824 
1S42 


1428 
1482 
2184 
2148 


I. 

2814  3124 
2  8-4  1  8  14  2 
2418  3214 
2431   3241 


3413 
3421 
4123 
4182 


4213 
4  281 
4312 
4321 


6678 
5087 
6768 
57  86 
6867 
687  6 


6578 
6687 
6758 
67  85 
6867 
6876 


II. 

7  568 
7586 
7658 

7  685 
7  866 
7  865 


8667 
857  6 

8657 
867  5 
8  7  56 
8766 


13S 
163 
815 
351 
613 
531 


1858 
1886 
1688 
1688 


1886 
1853 
8158 
8185 


III. 

3518  6188 
8681  6183 
8815  6318 
3861   6381 


6813 
6831 
8135 
8153 


8316 
8361 
8513 
8681 


perience  has  shown,  by  frequent  exercises  upon  the  nu- 
merals, alternating  with  the  names  of  notes,  etc.,  and 
hence  much  of  tihis  practice  is  here  condensed  into 
little  space.  The  Scale  should  be  regarded  as  the 
unit  in  thinking  sounds,  and  should  be  taught  as  a 
whole.  The  practice  of  the  sounds  as  relative  mental 
objects,  should  then  form  a  part  of  each  lesson  until 
these  relative  sounds  are  familiar  in  every  ordinary 
relation  to  each  ether. 

Simple  melodies  and  familiar  tunes  may  be  written 
on  the  blackboard  in  numerals,  followed  by  commas 
or  dashes,  as  the  notes  are  short  or  long.  Pupils  may 
thus  be  familiarized  with  the  third,  fourth,  fifth  or 
other  intervals,  by  associating  them  with  like  inter- 
vals in  tunes  with  which  they  are  perfectly  familiar. 
This  will  be  found  a  hint  of  much  practical  value. 
No  other  country  gives  so  much  attention  to  music  as 
Germany,  and  this,  with  German  teachers,  is  a  favorite 
method  of  fixing  in  the  mind  certain  scale  intervals. 

Too  little  attention  is  directed  to  developing  tone 
perception  in  the  minds  of  pupils.  The  teacher  who 
sings  should  frequently  sound  the  key-note,  then  sing 
ak  or  la  to  any  tone  or  tones  in  the  scale,  and  have 
the  pupils  name  the  number  and  syllable,  and  (when 
the  key  is  announced),  the  letter.  The  same  training 
can  be  given  by  sounding  the  key-note,  and  having 
a  part  of  the  class  sing  the  tones  indicated  by  the 
pointer,  while  the  rest  of  the  class,  with  their  backs 
turned,  name  the  tones  that  have  been  sung.  To 
know  the  name  of  the  note  is  a  very  different  matter 
from  being  able  to  sense  the  tone,  and  much  less  im- 
portant. This  practical  knowledge  of  tones  is  essential. 

The  teacher  should  cultivate  a  soft,  distinct,  and 
pleasing  quality  of  tone.  A  good  style  of  singing 
can  only  be  acquired  by  imitation,  and  that  of  the 
teacher  should  be  worthy  to  be  imitated.  In  these  ex- 
ercises the  numerals,  or  names  of  the  sounds,  may  be 
sung  first;  then  the  syllables.  Do,  Re,  Mi,  etc. ;  then 
the  letters  or  the  pitch  of  the  sounds,  and  finally  the 
syllable  ah,  or  la,  for  each  note.,  Be  careful  that 
every  tone  is  sung  with  precision.  Use  D  as  one, 
throughout  the  above  exercises,  afterwards  the  scale  of 
El?,  E,  and  C.  Be  sure  that  the  pitch  is  correct.  Test 
frequently  for  correct  pitch,  with  tuning  fork,  pitch- 
pipe,  piano,  or  organ.  The  "  scale  "  is  sung  by  the 
Syllables ;  the  names  of  the  successive  sound  inter- 
vals by  the  Numerals ;  the  pitch  of  the  sounds  (the 
key  being  known)  by  the  Letters — a  distinction 
which  will  be  of  interest  to  intelligent  pupils.  This 
should  be  so  well  known  to  the  class  that  there  can 
be  no  mistake  as  to^hat  is  meant  when  the  teacher 
uses  the  terms,  *'Sc3te,"  "Name^^  "Pitch"  as  words 
of  command  during  the  singing  exercise. 

Teachers  who  are  not  familiar  with  the  scale  can,  of 
themselves,  by  the  aid  of  the  organ  or  piano,  readily 
master  the  succession  of  tones  found  in  these  exer- 
cises. The  difficulty  is  not  great,  and  the  pleasure 
and  profit  to  teacher  and  school  will  be  positive  and 
lasting — each  step  foiward  giving  courage  for  another. 

Observe  the  following  directions  for  singing :  i .  Let 
the  body  be  erect,  avoiding  stiflfness  or  restraint.  2. 
Take  breath  easily  and  naturally,  without  raising  the 
shoulders.  3.  Let  the  mouth  be  well  opened,  taking 
care  to  avoid  rigidity  of  the  muscles  of  the  throat  and 
neck.  4.  Aim  at  purity  of  tone,  rather  than  mere 
power.  5.  Practice  frequently,  singing  the  vowel  a 
(ah),  endeavoring  to  produce  the  sound  in  the  front 
part  of  the  mouth.  It  is  recommended  to  preface  the 
a  (ah)  with  ihe  vowels  00,' o,  singing  them  rapidly 
and  uniting  them  with  the  a,  and  dwelling  upon  the 
a;  thus,  00,  0,  a.  This  prevents  the  sound  from 
being  made  too  far  back  in  the  mouth.    6.  Articulate 


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<tistinctly,  but  without  apparent  effort.     7.  In  singing 
kmd  passives,  be  very  careful  to  avoid  shouting. 

THE  KEY-NOTE. 

52.  The  Key-note  is  One  of  the  Scale,  and  is 
called  the  Tonic.  A  minor  third  above  the  tonic 
characterizes  the  Minor  scale ;  a  major  third,  the  Major. 

63.  The  Fifth  of  the  Scale  is  the  Dominant. 

64,  The  Fourth,  the  Sub-Douiinant. 

&Q»  The  Key  of  a  piece  of  music  is  the  funda- 
mental tone,  or  one  of  the  Scale  in  which  it  is  written, 
and  it  is  indicated  by  the  signature.  (See  Art  41.) 
It  is  always  Do,  and  is  in  music  "what  the  founda- 
tion is  to  a  house,  home  to  the  traveler,  or  a  port  to 
the  sailor,  from  which  he  takes  his  departure  and  to 
which  after  his  voyage  he  hopes  to  return  " — the  mel- 
ody always  ending  with  the  Key-note.  The  peculiar 
characteristic  of  Uils  note  Do,  in  the  Major  keys,  is 
that  above  it,  successively,  are  always  first  two  whole 
tones,  then  a  semi-tone,  followed  by  three  whole  tones 
and  a  semi-tone;  then  Do  again,  and  order  of  inter- 
vals as  before.  The  key  of  C  has  no  signature.  The 
signatures  of  the  keys  that  follow  are  as  here  shown: 

G,    one  sharp  —  Ff. 

D,  two  sharps —  Ft,  CI. 

A,  three  sharps —  FJf,  CI,  Gl. 

E,  four  sharps—  Fl,  CI,  Gl,  Dl. 

B,  five  sharps—        Fl,  CI,  Gl,  Dl,  Al. 
Fl,  six   sharps—    F«,  CI,  Gl,  D|,  Al.  El. 

F,  one  flat  —  Bb. 
Bb,    two  flats—  Bb,  Eb. 
Eb,  three  flats—  Bb,  Eb,  Ab. 
Ab,   four  flats —  Bb,  Eb,  Ab,  Db. 
Db,  five  flats—  Bb,  Eb,  Ab,  Db,  Gb. 
Gb,    six  flats—  Bb,  Eb,  Ab,  Dt,  Gb,  Cb. 

In  singing  a  tune,  the  first  thing  to  be  done  is  tc 
find  the  Key-note  as  a  starting  point  The  order  of 
the  keys  in  the  sharps  may  very  easily  be  remembered 
firom  the  initial  letters  in  the  sentence,  "  Good  Deeds 
Are  Ever-Blooming  Flowers,"  the  last  key  being 
Fl  instead  of  F.  The  order  of  the  keys  in  flats  is 
had  by  reading  the  sentence  backwards,  the  trst  key 
being  F,  and  each  of  the  others  adding  the  flat  (]?), 
as  Bb»  Eb»  Ab»  Db.  and  Gb-  In  Minor  tunes,  the 
key-note  is  always  a  minor  third,  (three  semi-tones), 
below  the  place  named  for  Do  in  the  above  Major 
keys.  That  is,  the  key-note  is  major  C  or  minor  A; 
G  major  or  E  minor;  D  major  or  B  minor,  etc. 

"  Next  letter  above  last  Sharp,"  is  also  a  simple 
rule  for  getting  the  Key  in  sharps.  One  sharp  being  on 
F,  the  next  letter  above  is  G,  the  key-note  ;  two  sharps, 
last  sharp  C,  next  letter  above  is  D,  the  key-note  ;  and 
so  on.  In  the  flat  keys,  count  four  notes  back,  in- 
cluding the  note  made  flat ;  as  B  {?,  back  four  notes  to 
F,  the  key-note,  and  so  on. 

INTERVALS. 

56.  An  Interval  is  the  difference  ef  pitch  be- 
tween any  two  tones  in  the  scale. 

Unisons  are  of  the  same  pitch.  A  Major  Second  consists 
of  a  step  ;  a  Minor  Second  of  a  half-step.  A  Major  Third 
consists  of  two  steps,  a  Minor  Third  of  a.  step  and  a  half- 
step.  A  Perfect  Fourth  consists  of  two  steps  and  a  half-step; 
an  Augmented  Fourth  of  three  steps.  A  Perfect  Fifth  con- 
sists of  three  steps  and  a  half-step ;  a  Diminished  F'fih  of  two 
steps  and  two  half-steps.  A  Perfect  Six'h  consists  of  four 
Steps  and  a  half-step;  a  Diminished  Sixth  of  three  steps  and 
two  half-steps.  A  Major  Seventh  consists  of  five  steps  and  a 
half-step ;  a  Minor  Seventh  of  four  steps  and  two  half-steps. 
A  Perfect  Octave  consists  of  five  steps  and  two  half-steps. 
These  are  called  Diatonic  Intervals,  as  they  are  all  found  in 
the  Diatonic  Scale.  Other  intervais,  called  Chromatic  Inter- 
vals, may  be  formed  by  the  use  of  sharps  and  flats.  When  the 
lowernote  of  the  two  representing  an  interval  is  placed  an  oc- 
tave higher,  or  the  upper  one  an  octave  lower,  the  interval  is 


said  to  be  Inverted.  The  degrees  of  an  interval  arc  counted 
upwards,  unless  the  opposite  is  stated;  and  the  d^raes  occupied 
by  the  notes,  as  well  as  the  ones  between  them,  are  countecL 

CHROMATIC  SCALE. 

67.  The  Chromatic  Scale  i^  a  regular  suc- 
cession of  semi-tones.  / 

68.  The  tones  of  the  Chromatic  Scale  are  named  /y 
from  the  tones  of  the  Diatonic  Scale,  or  the  letters  of  ^ 
the  staff;   the  intermediate  ones  taking  their  names 
from  one  or  the  other  of  the  tones  between  whicli 
they  occur,  with  the  addition  of  the  word  "  sharp " 

or  "  flat"  Thus,  the  tone  inserted  between  C  and  D, 
when  named  with  respect  to  Absolute  Pitch,  is  called 
C  Sharp  or  D  Flat;  and  with  respect  to  Relative 
Pitch  is  called  Sharp  One,  or  Flat  Two.  This  Scale 
is  here  given,  both  Ascending  and  Descending : 

-^ ■        .111    !-i— 


•/^  ^^ 


■i-^-^U^^ 


Permanent  names, 

C,    C|,  D,  D|,  E,    F.  F|.  G,  GJ,  A,  Af.  B,  C,etc 
Syllable  Names, 

Do,  Di.  Re,  Ri,  Mi,  Fa,  Fi,  Sol,  SI,  La,  Le,  Si,  Do. 
Pronounced, 

Do,  Dee,?.ay,Ree,Mee,Fah,Fee,Sol,See,La,Lay,See,Do. 
Numeral  names, 

I.    |i.    2,  |2.    3.     4.    14,    S.  Is.  6,   1 6,  7,    8,etc 


Jt^SfL-ni*. 


I    I    I 


jYrTf^ 


W^ 


A,    A\),G,G\,,T,    E,  E[,,D,D(>,C.  B,  Bb.A.      ., 
La,  Le,  Sol,  Se,  Fa,  Mi,  Me,  Re,  Ra.  Do,  De,  Si,  La. 
6*    b6.  S,    bS.   4,     3,  b3.   s.b2.    I,  etc. 

THE  MINOR  SCALE. 

69.  The  Minor  Scale  is  a  Diatonic  Scale,  and 
is  named  fi-om  its  third,  which  is  a  minor  third ;  the 
third  of  the  Major  Scale  being  a  major  third.  The 
minor  third  is  a  semi-tone  lower  than  a  major  third. 

60.  The  Minor  Scale  has  various  forms.  In  the 
Natural  Form  the  half-steps  occur  between  two 
and  three,  and  five  and  six.  Hence,  the  Natural 
Minor  Scale  is  formed  from  the  Major  Scale,  by  taking 
the  last  two  notes  above  and  placing  them  below. 

NATURAL  MINOR  SCALE. 


g 


IE: 


-^- 


La. 


2,         3.         4,         5,         6.         7.  8. 

Si,       Do,     Re,      Mi,      Fa,     Sol,       La. 


61.  The  Harmonic  Form  differs  from  the 
Natural  form  by  the  introduction  of  sharp-sewen. 


HARMONIC  MINOR  SCALE. 


-tS«- 


H^ 


-tS»- 


I,         2,         3,         4,         5,         6,         7, 
La,      Si,      Do,      Re,      Mi,      Fa,       Si, 


La. 


62.  The  Melodic  Form  in  ascending  has 
sharp-six  and  sharp-seven,  while  it  usually  descends 
by  the  Natural  form. 

63.  The  Minor  Scale,  based  upon  six  of  the  Major 
Scale,  is  called  its  relative  minor;  and  the  Major 
Scale,  based  upon  three  of  the  Minor  Scale,  is  called 
its  relative  major.  The  signature  of  a  minor  piece 
of  music  is  the  same  as  its  relative  major,  the  addi- 
tional sharps  or  flats  being  introduced  before  the 
proper  notes  in  the  piece.  Thus,  a  minor  piece  in 
the  key  of  E  has  the  sigjmture  of  G  major,  that  is 
Fti;  and  D{?  is  used  instead  of  D. 


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'  64.  Transposition  is  changing  from  one  key 
to  another,  that  is,  moving  £>o,  or  one— the  foot  of  the 
Tone  Ladder — to  a  higher  or  lower  place  on  the  Staff. 
05»  The  Transposition  of  the  Scale  is  changing 
it  Irom  one  pitch  to  another — the  entire  scale  being 
transposed — the  intervals  between  the  tones,  however, 
remaining  the  same.  In  order  to  keep  the  intervals 
of  steps  and  half-steps  in  the  same  order  as  in  the 
key  of  C — represented  by  the  white  keys  of  Oigan  or 
Piano^it  is  necessary  to  use  flats  or  sharps — repre- 
sented on  the  key-board  by  the  black  keys — at  each 
transposition,  according  as  one  or  another  degree  of 
the  staff  is  made  one  of  the  Scale. 

66.  All  scales  are,  in.  a  general  sense,  alike  naturaL 
"Whether  the  key  is  C,  with  neither  flats  or  sharps, 
or  E  with  its  four  sharps,  the  singer  needs  to  have  no 
consciousness  of  the  fact.  He  simply  sings  the  scale, 
-with  no  change  of  thought  or  impression — its  intervals 
being  the  same  in  all  the  keys.  It  is  upon  this  fact 
that  the  Tonic  Sol- Fa  system  is  based, 

METHOD  OF  TRANSPOSITION. 

67.  The  Scale  may  be  transposed  from  one  pitch 
to  any  other.  It  is  found  to  be  simplest  to  transpose 
\^  fifths  and  fourths;  that  is.  to  change  the  key-note 
so  that  five  or  four  of  the  old  scale  will  become  one 
of  the  new  scale. 

68.  If  one  of  the  scale  is  placed  on  C,  the  inter- 
vals between  the  tones  named  by  the  letters  corres- 
pond to  those  of  the  scale,  as  will  be  seen  by  the  fol- 
lowing :    Intervals  marked  by  a  ^^^  are  half-steps. 


C,       D,        E,    F,       G.       A,       B.    C. 

I,       2.        3.    4.       5»       6»       7.    8. 

The  key  of  C  therefore  requires  no  sharps  or  flats, 
and  is  called  the  Natural  key. 

69.  If,  however,  any  other  letter  be  taken  as  one 
of  the  scale,  it  will  be  seen  that  the  intervals  do  not 
correspond.  For  example,  beginning  with  G,  which 
js  the  fifth  of  the  key  of  C : 


G. 
I, 


A, 
2, 


B,    C.       D, 
3.    4.       5. 


E,    F,       G. 
6,        T^ 


From  this  it  will  be  seen  that  if  one  is  placed  on 
G,  F,  the  fourth  of  the  key  of  C  is  a  half-step  too 
low,  and  hence  the  intermediate  tone  betwreen  F  and 
G,  or  Ftt,  must  be  taken,  thus : 


G,       A,       B,    C, 


D,       E, 
5.      6, 


FJ,   G. 
7.    8- 


1,      2,      3.  4, 

The  signature  of  the  key  of  G  is  therefore  FJt 

70.  Beginning  with  D,  the  fifth  of  the  key  of  G, 

and  substituting  Fi|  for  F : 

D,       E,       FJ,    G,       A,        B,    C,       D. 

I,      2,       3,   4,       5,        6,       7,    8. 

It  will  be  observed  that  C,  the  fourth  of  the  key 
of  G,  is  a  half  step  too  low,  and  hence  the  tone  a  half- 
step  higher,  or  C  tt  must  be  used,  thus : 


D,       E,       FJ,    G,       A, 


B, 

»»       2,        3,     4,       5,       6, 

The  signature  of  key  of  D  is  therefore  Ftt  and  CJt 
71.  From  the  above  explanations,  we  may  derive 


Ct.  D. 
7.    8. 


To  transpose  by  Fifths,  make  the  fifth  of  the  old 
scale  the  key-note  of  the  next  scale,  and  use  sharp, 
four  in  place  of  four  of  the  old  scale.  This  rule  u 
briefly  stated  thus :  Sharp-four  transposes  a  fifUi. 

72.  Again :  placing  one  on  F,  which  is  the  fourth 
of  the  key  of  C: 

K,      G,      A,       O:,      D,      Er>. 

I.       2,      3,  4,,     5,      6,        tT^. 

It  will  be  found  that  B,  the  seventh  of  the  key  ol 
C,  is  a  half-step  too  high,  and  hence  the  intermediate 
tone  between  B  and  A,  or  B|7,  must  be  taken,  thus: 

F,      G,      A,   Bb»      C,      D,      E,   F. 

/>^^  /— «. 

I.      2.      3,    4.      5.      6,      7,   & 
The  signature  of  the  key  of  F  is  therefore  BJ?. 

73.  Beginning  with  Bl>.  the  fourth  of  key  of  F, 


Bb> 


C,       D,       E,    F, 


».        2,       3,  4,        5, 


G, 
6, 


A,  Bl»- 


tiie  following  Rule  for  Transposition  by  Fifths  : 


It  will  be  seen  that  E,  the  seventh  of  the  key  of  F» 
is  a  half-step  too  high,  and  hence  the  tone  a  half  step 
lower,  or  EJ?  must  be  used,  thus : 

Bb'       C      D,   Ei>'       F,      G,       A,    Bfc- 

I.       2,      3,     4,         5,      6,       7.    8. 

The  signature  of  key  of  Bj?  is  tlierefore  Bj?  and  EJ?. 

74.  By  an  examination  of  the  above  explanations 
we  may  derive  the  following  Rule  for  Transposition 
by  Fourths:  Make  the  fourth  of  the  old  scale  the 
key-note  of  the  new  scale,  and  use  flat-seven  in  place 
of  seven  of  the  old  scale.  This  rule  is  briefly  stated 
thus:    Flat-seven  transposes  a  fourth. 

75.  In  transposing  by  fifths,  those  keys  are  reached 
whose  signatures  are  one  or  more  sharps;  in  transpose 
ing  by  fourths,  those  keys  are  reached  whose  sign^i 
tures  are  one  or  more  flats. 

MELODY.  PASSING  TONES,  Etc. 

76.  A  Melody  is  a  single  succession  of  tones. 

77.  Tones  not  essentially  belonging  to  a  melody, 
called  Passing  Tones,  are  often  introduced. 
They  are  usually  represented  by  small  notes. 

78.  A  passing  tone  that  precedes  an  essential  ton* 
on  an  accented  part  of  a  measure  is  called  an  A  p-  ^ 
pi)grgiatura  ;  one  that  follows  an  essential  tone  on 
an  unaccented  part  of  a  measure,  an  Ai'ter-l'one. 

79.  A  rapid  alternation  of  a  tone  with  the  one 
next  above  it  is  called  a  Trill  or  Shake.  It  is 
indicated  bj  er. 

80.  A  tone  sung  in  rapid  succession  with  the 
tones  next  above  and  below  it  is  called  a  Turn.  It 
is  indicated  by  va .  The  Trill  and  tiie  Turn  do  not 
belong  to  chorus  singing. 

81.  Dots  placed  across  a  staff  before  a  bar  are 
called  a  Repeat,  and  indicate  that  the  preceding 
passage  is  to  be  repeated.  The  influence  of  a  Repeat 
extends  back  to  dots  placed  after  a  bar;  or,  if  these 
are  omitted,  to  the  beginning. 

82.  Da  Capo,  or  D.  C,  indicates  a  return  to 
the  beginning.  Dal  Segno,  or  D.  S.,  indicate! 
a  return  to  a  character  called  a  Sign,  H^ 

83.  Fine  indicates  the  place  to  end  after  a  D.CL 
or  a  D.  S. 

84.  The  Hold  or  Ptiuse,  '^,  signifies  that  the 
sound  should  be  prolonged,  and  the  beating  suspenGed 
until  the  singer  is  ready  to  proceed. 


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85.  If  two  or  more  tones  of  a  melody  are  to  be 
sung  to  one  syllable,  the  notes  representing  them  are 
generally  connected  by  a  character  called  a  Slur. 
The  Slur  is  also  used  to  indicate  a  Legato  movement. 

86.  If  a  syllable  is  to  be  sung  to  a  tone  repre- 
sented by  two  or  more  notes,  these  notes  are  usually 
connected  by  a  Tie.     (See  Art  ii.) 


DYNAMICS :  Power  of  Tones. 


87.  The  power  of  tones  may  be  indicated  by  the 
ibllowing  Italian  words,  marks,  or  abbreviations  t 

Mezzo,  .    .   .   .  m,  .   .    .  medium. 
Piano,  .   .   .   .  Pi  .   .    .  soft. 
Forte,    .    .   .    .  f ,   .    .   .  loud, 
Pianisiimo,  .    .  pp,  .    .  .  very  soft. 
Fortissimo,   .    .  £f,  .    .    .  very  loud. 
Mezzo  Piano.   .  mp,  .    .  moderately  soft. 
Mezzo  Forte,   ,  mf,   .    .    moderately  loud. 
Crescendo,     .    .  cres.,  or  — =c  .  gradual  increase. 
Diminuendo,  .  dim.,  or  ^=— ,  .  gradual  decrease. 
Swell,   .    .    ,  ~~=-^  ~. — — ,  .   increase  and  decrease. 
Sforzando,  .  -c  or  s£z,  .    .  an  explosive  tone,  with 
sudden  decrease. 

88.  The  following  words  and  characters  are  also 
sometimes  used  to  indicate  proper  delivery  of  tones : 

Legato,  y—^,  tones  smooth  and  connected. 
Staccato,  »    t    i  tones  very  short  and  disconnected. 
Semi- Staccato,  or  Marcato,  •   •   •   tones  moder- 
ately short  and  disconnected. 

89.  Vocal  Utterance,  or  the  Emission  of  tone, 
should  be  instantaneous,  decided,  and  firm ;  and  the 
tone  should  be  free,  open,  round,  full,  pure,  and  as 
resonant  as  possible. 

UO.  A  necessary  quality  of  good  singing  is  the 
proper  articulation  and  pronunciation  of  the  words. 
Avoid  singing  a  word  without  properly  speaking  it ; 
or  speaking  a  word  without  properly  singing  it.  Do 
not  sing  with  a  too  exact,  machine-like  correctness. 
Be  careful  and  accurate,  but  put  expression,  soul,  and 
intelligent  personality  into  your  work. 

Ol.  Breath  should  be  taken  at  such  places  as  will 
not  mar  the  sense;  at  pauses  and  after  emphatic  words, 

MARKS  OF  EXPRESSION. 

92.  The  following  list  includes  ordinary  marks  of 
expression,  with  certain  other  terms  used  in  music: 
Accelerando,  or  accel.,  accelerate  the  time,  gradually 
fester  and  faster;  ad  libitum,  or  ad  lib,,  at  pleasure; 
animato,  or  con  anima,  animated,  with  animated  ex- 
pression; affetuoso,  tender,  affecting;  agitato,  with 
agitation,  anxiously;  amoroso  or  con  amore,  affec- 
tionately, tenderly;  a  tempo,  in  time;  Bon  marcato, 
in  pointed,  well-marked  manner;  bis,  twice;  bril- 
liante,  gay,  brilliant,  sparkling;  brio  or  con  brio, 
with  brilliancy  and  spirit;  Cantata,  a  composition  of 
several  movements,  comprising  airs,  recitations  and 
choruses;  coda,  a  close,  or  additional  ending  of  a 
composition;  con  affeto,  with  expression;  con  dolore, 
mournfully,  with  grief  and  pathos;  con  energia,  with 
energy;  con  expressione,  with  expression;  confuoco, 
with  ardor,  fire;  con  grazia,  with  grace  and  elegance; 
ton  moto,  with  agitation,  emotion;  con  spirito,  with 
spirit,  animation;  Declamando,  declamato,  in  decla- 
matory style;  dolce,  soft,  tender,  sweet;  dolorosa,  ten- 
der and  pathetic;  ^w^r^Vo,  with  energy;  expressivo, 
with  expression;  Forzando,  with  sudden  increase  of 
power;  Grave.,  with  slow  and  solemn  expression; 
Lentando,  gradually  slower;  loco,  passage  to  be 
played  exactly  as  written  in  regard  to  the  pitch — ^it 
4Rially  occurs  after  the  sign  Soa  -  -  •  which  means 


that  the  note  or  passage  thus  marked  has  been  raised 
or  lowered  an  octave ;  Maestoso,  with  dignified,  ma- 
jestic expression;  mesto  or  mestoso,  pensive,  sad, 
mournful ;  mezzo,  in  medium  degree,  as  mezzo  forte, 
rather  loud,  mezzo  piano,  rather  soft ;  mezzo  voce,  with 
moderation  as  to  tone;  molto,  much  or  very,  as  molto 
voce,  with  a  full  voice;  Non,  not;  non  troppo,  not  too 
much;  Piu,  more;  piu  mosso,  with  more  motion, 
faster;  poco,  somewhat,  rather,  as  poco  piano,  some- 
what soft;  poco  presto,  rather  quick;  Rallentando, 
{rallen  or  rail.)  gradually  slower  and  softer;  reci- 
tando,  a  speaking  manner  of  performance;  recitative, 
musical  declamation;  rinforzando,  suddenly  increas- 
ing in  power;  ritardando,  {ritard  or  rit.)  a  retard- 
ing of  the  movement;  Sostenuto,  sustained;  sotto, 
under,  below,  as  sotto  voce,  with  subdued  voice; 
spirito  or  con  spirito,  with  spirit,  animation ;  spirt- 
toso,  with  great  spirit;  Tutti,  the  whole,  full  chorus; 
Vigoroso,  bold,  energetic;  veloce,  with  rapidity; 
vivace,  quick  and  cheerful;  vivo,  lively,  animated; 
void  subito,  turn  the  page  quickly. 

CHORDS  AND  HARMONY. 

93.  A  Chord  is  a  pleasing  combination  of  tones 
sounded  together. 

94.  Harmony  is  a  succession  of  chords,  ac- 
cording to  the  rules  of  progression  and  modulation. 

95.  The  Common  Chord  is  formed  by  com- 
bining any  tone  with  its  third  and  fifth.  If  the  third 
of  the  chord  is  a  Major  third,  the  chord  is  a  Major 
chord;  if  Minor,  it  is  a  Minor  chord. 

96.  The  chord  founded  upon  the  Key-note,  or 
Tonic,  is  called  the  chord  of  the  Tonic;  the  chord 
founded  upon  the  Dominant  is  called  the  chord  of  the 
Dominant ;  and  the  chord  founded  upon  the  Sub- 
Dominant  is  called  the  chord  of  the  Sub-Dominant. 

97.  The  Chord  of  the  Seventh  is  the  com- 
mon chord  with  the  minor-seventh  added.  This 
chord  is  generally  founded  upon  the  Dominant  If 
founded  on  G,  the  Dominant  of  C,  it  is  composed  of 
the  tones  G,  B,  D,  F. 

98.  Either  the  fifth  or  the  octave  of  a  chord  may 
be  omitted,  but  the  third  must  always  be  present,  ex- 
cept in  the  dominant  seventh  chord. 

99.  The  different  fonDs  of  a  chord  can  be  made 
by  placing  either  the  key-note,  or  third,  or  fifth,  in  the 
bass,  the  first  being  the  first  position,  the  second  the 
second  position,  and  the  third  the  third  position  of  the 
chord.    The  positions  of  the  chord  of  C  are : 

l8t  Position.         2d  Position.         8d  Position. 


100.  The  positions  of  the  chord  of  the  dominant 

seventh  are  as  follows: 

l8t  Position.  2d  Position.  3d  Position.  4th  Position. 


-ig- 


^^ 


^^Z 


The  above  positions  are  in  the  key  of  C.  It  will 
be  found  to  be  of  advantage  for  the  teacher  to  explain 
them  in  all  the  keys,  and  to  require  pupils  to  write 
them,  giving  the  Tonic,  Dominant,  Sub- Dominant, 
and  Chord  of  the  Seventh,  in  the  different  keys.  A 
correct  knowledge  of  the  laws  of  Harmony  is  essen- 
tial to  the  arrangement  of  music  for  Toices  or  Instru- 
ments. As  it  is  not  possible  to  treat  this  subject  at 
any  length  in  these  pages,  the  student  is  referred  to 
more  extended  works  for  its  discussion,  and  to  indi- 
vidual or  class  training  by  a  competent  instructor. 


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Responsive  Scriptural  Readings. 


NUMBER  /. 


Leader.  O  I<ord  God  of  Israel,  which  dwell- 
est  between  the  cherubim,  Thou  art  the  God, 
even  Thou  alone  of  all  the  kingdoms  of  the 
earth  ;  Thou  hast  made  Heaven  and  earth. 

Response.  Thou  art  worthy,  O  I/ord,  to  re- 
ceive glory  and  honor  and  power  :  for  Thou  hast 
created  all  things,  and  for  Thy  pleasure  they 
are  and  were  created. 

L.  Seek  Him  that  maketh  the  seven  stars 
and  Orion,  and  turneth  the  shadow  of  death  into 
the  morning,  and  maketh  the  day  dark  with 
night :  that  calleth  for  the  waters  of  the  sea, 
and  poureth  them  out  upon  the  face  of  the 
earth  :  the  Lord  is  His  name. 

R.  Thou,  even  Thou,  art  Lord  alone ;  Thou 
hast  made  Heaven,  the  Heaven  of  Heavens  with 
all  their  host,  the  earth  and  all  things  that  are 
therein,  the  sea  and  all  that  is  therein,  and 
thou  preservest  them  all ;  and  the  host  of 
Heaven  worshipeth  Thee. 

Bless  the  Lord,  all  His  works,  in  all  places  of 
His  dominion.     Bless  the  Lord,  O  my  soul. 

It  is  He  that  has  made  ns,  and  not  we  our- 
selves ;  we  are  His  people,  and  the  sheep  of  His 
pasture. 

Let  us  now  fear  the  Lord  our  God  ;  that  giveth 
rain,  both  the  former  and  the  latter,  in  his  sea- 
son ;  He  reserveth  unto  us  the  appointed  works 
of  the  harvest. 

The  Lord  said  in  His  heart,  ...  while  the 
earth  remaineth,  seed-time  and  harvest,  cold 
and  heat,  summer  and  winter,  day  and  night, 
shall  not  cease. 

He  sendeth  forth  His  commandment  upon  the 
earth ;  His  word  runneth  very  swiftly. 

He  giveth  snow  like  wool ;  He  scattereth  the 
hoar-frost  like  ashes. 

He  casteth  forth  His  ice  like  morsels ;  who 
can  stand  before  His  cold  ? 

He  maketh  peace  in  thy  borders ;  and  fiUeth 
thee  with  the  finest  of  the  wheat 

He  causeth  the  grass  to  grow  for  the  cattle, 
and  herb  for  the  service  of  man,  that  he  may 
bring  forth  food  out  of  the  earth. 

That  our  garners  may  be  full,  affording  all 
manner  of  store. 

O  give  thanks  unto  the  God  of  gods :  for  His 
mercy  endureth  forever. 

O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord  of  lords :  for  His 
mercy  endureth  forever. 

To  Him  who  alone  doeth  great  wonders  : 

For  His  mercy  endureth  forever. 

To  Him  that  by  wisdom  made  the  heavens : 

For  His  mercy  endureth  forever. 

To  Him  that  stretched  out  the  earth  above  the 
waters : 

For  His  mercy  endureth  forever. 

To  Him  that  made  great  lights  : 

For  His  mercy  endureth  forever. 

The  sun  to  rule  by  day  : 

For  His  mercy  endureth  forever. 

The  moon  and  stars  to  rule  by  night  I 


For  His  mercy  endureth  forever. 

Who  remembered  us  in  our  low  estate  ; 

For  His  mercy  endureth  forever. 

And  hath  redeemed  us  from  our  enemies  t 

For  His  mercy  endureth  forever. 

Who  giveth  food  to  all  flesh  : 

For  His  mercy  endureth  forever. 

0  give  thanks  unto  the  God  of  Heaven :  for 
His  mercy  endureth  forever. 

What  shall  I  render  unto  the  Lord  for  all  His 
benefits  toward  me  ? 

1  will  take  up  the  cup  of  salvation,  and  call 
upon  the  name  of  the  Lord. 

Lord  God,  our  Father,  who  art  in  Heaven. 

Hallowed  be  Thy  name ;  Thy  kingdom  come ; 
Thy  will  be  done  on  earth  as  it  is  in  Heaven  ; 
give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread ;  and  forgive  us 
our  trespasses,  as  we  forgive  them  that  trespass 
against  us  ;  and  lead  us  not  into  temptation  ; 
but  deliver  us  from  evil ;  for  Thine  is  the  king, 
dom,  and  the  power,  and  the  glory,  forever  and 
ever.     Amen. 

To  do  good  and  to  communicate  forget  not  i 
for  with  such  sacrifices  God  is  well  pleased. 

Be  not  weary  in  well-doing. 

Open  thine  hand  wide  unto  thy  brother,  to 
thy  poor,  and  to  thy  needy,  in  thy  land. 

As  we  have  opportunity  therefore,  let  us  do 
good  unto  all  men. 

And  above  all  these  things,  put  on  charity, 
which  is  the  bond  of  perfectness. 

So  we  Thy  people,  and  the  sheep  of  Thy  pas- 
ture, will  give  Thee  thanks  forever. 

All  Thy  works  shall  praise  Thee,  O  Lord  ;  and 
Thy  saints  shall  bless  Thee. 

Thy  saints  shall  bless  Thee  forever. 


NUMBER  11. 


Leader.  Blessed  are  the  undefiled  in  the  way, 
who  walk  in  the  law  of  the  Lord.  Blessed  are 
they  that  keep  His  testimonies,  and  that  seek 
Him  with  the  whole  heart. 

Response.  Oh  that  my  ways  were  directed  to 
keep  Thy  statutes  !  Then  shall  I  not  be  ashamed 
when  I  have  respect  unto  Thy  commandments. 

L.  My  son,  forget  not  my  law,  but  let  thine 
heart  keep  my  commandments ;  for  length  of 
days,  long  life  and  peace  shall  they  add  to  thee. 

R.  Order  my  steps  in  Thy  word  ;  and  let  not 
any  iniquity  have  dominion  over  me.  Make 
Thy  face  to  shine  upon  me,  and  teach  me  Thy 
statutes. 

Th«  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  right,  rejoicing 
the  heart  The  commandment  of  the  Lord  is 
pure,  enlightening  the  eyes.  The  fear  of  the 
Lord  is  clean,  enduring  for  ever.  The  judgments 
of  the  Lord  are  true,  and  righteous  altogether. 

More  to  be  desired  are  they  than  gold,  yea, 
than  much  fine  gold  ;  sweeter  also  than  honey 
and  the  honey-comb. 

Moreover  by  them  is  Thy  servant  warned: 
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Hold  Thou  me  up,  and  I  shall  be  safe :  And  I 
will  have  respect  unto  Thy  statutes  continually. 

Hear,  O  Israel,  the  statutes  and  judgments 
which  I  speak  in  your  ears  this  day,  that  ye  may 
learn  them,  and  keep,  and  do  them. 

Thou  shall  have  none  other  gods  before  Me. 

Who  is  the  blessed  and  only  Potentate,  the 
King  of  kings  and  Lord  of  lords. 

Thou  shalt  not  make  to  thyself  any  grt^ven 
image,  nor  the  likeness  of  anything  that  is  in 
Heaven  above,  or  in  the  earth  beneath,  or  in  the 
water  under  the  earth.  Thou  shalt  not  bow 
down  to  them,  nor  worship  them ;  for  I  the  I/Ord 
thy  God  am  a  jealous  God,  visiting  the  sins  of 
the  fathers  upon  the  children,  unto  the  third  and 
fourth  generation  of  them  that  hate  me ;  and 
showing  mercy  unto  thousands  of  them  that  love 
me,  and  keep  my  commandments. 

God  is  a  Spirit :  and  they  that  worship  Him 
must  worship  Him  in  spirit  and  in  truth. 

Thou  shalt  not  take  the  name  of  the  Lord 
thy  God  in  vain ;  for  the  Lord  will  not  hold 
him  guiltless  that  taketh  His  name  in  vain. 

Swear  not  at  all,  but  let  your  communication 
be,  Yea,  yea ;  Nay,  nay  ;  for  whatsoever  is  more 
than  these  cometh  of  evil. 

Remember  the  Sabbath  day  to  keep  it  holy. 
Six  days  shalt  thou  labor  and  do  all  thy  work  ; 
but  the  seventh  day  is  the  Sabbath  of  the  Lord 
thy  God :  in  it  thou  shalt  not  do  any  work ; 
thou,  nor  thy  son,  nor  thy  daughter,  thy  man- 
servant, nor  thy  maid-servant,  nor  thy  cattle, 
nor  the  stranger  that  is  within  thy  gates.  For 
in  six  days  the  Lord  made  Heaven  and  earth, 
the  sea,  and  all  that  in  them  is,  and  rested  the 
seventh  day  ;  wherefore  the  Lord  blessed  the 
Sabbath  day  and  hallowed  it. 

It  is  lawful  to  do  well  on  the  Sabbath  day. 

Honor  thy  father  and  thy  mother,  that  thy 
days  may  be  long  in  the  land  which  the  Lord 
thy  God  giveth  thee. 

Children,  obey  your  parents  in  the  Lord :  for 
this  is  right. 

Thou  shalt  not  kill. 

Love  your  enemies,  bless  them  that  curse  you, 
do  good  to  them  that  hate  you,  and  pray  for  them 
which  despitefuUy  use  you  and  persecute  you. 

Thou  shalt  not  commit  adultery. 

Know  ye  not  that  your  body  is  the  temple  of 
the  Holy  Ghost  which  is  in  you  ...  if  any  man 
defile  the  temple  of  God,  him  will  God  destroy. 

Thou  shalt  not  steal. 

Provide  things  honest  in  the  sight  of  all  men. 

Thou  shalt  not  bear  false  witness  against  thy 
neighbor. 

Wherefore,  putting  away  lying,  speak  every 
man  truth  with  his  neighbor ;  for  we  are  mem- 
bers one  of  another. 

Thou  shalt  not  covet  thy  neighbor's  house, 
thou  shalt  not  covet  thy  neighbor's  wife,  nor  his 
man-servant,  nor  his  maid-servant,  nor  his  ox, 
nor  his  ass,  nor  anything  that  is  thy  neighbor's. 

Which  is  the  great  commandment  in  the  law  ? 

Thou  shalt  love  the  Lord  thy  God  with  all  thy 
heart,  and  with  all  thy  soul,  and  with  all  thy 
mind.  This  is  the  first  and  great  commandment. 
And  the  second  is  like  unto  it.  Thou  shalt  love 
thy  neighbor  as  thyself. 

On  these  two  commandments  hang  all  the  law 
and  the  prophets. 

For  all  the  law  is  fulfilled  in  one  word,  even 
in  this,  Thou  shalt  love  thy  neighbor  as  thyself. 


If  a  man  say,  I  love  God,  and  hateth  his  bro- 
ther, he  is  a  liar :  for  he  that  loveth  not  his 
brother  whom  he  hath  seen,  how  can  he  love 
God  whom  he  hath  not  seen  ? 

No  man  hath  seen  God  at  any  time.  If  we 
love  one  another,  God  dwelleth  in  us,  and  His 
love  is  perfected  in  us. 

But  whoso  hath  this  world's  goods,  and  seeth 
his  brother  have  need,  and  shutteth  up  his 
bowels  of  compassion  from  him,  how  dwelleth 
the  love  of  God  in  him  ? 


NUMBER  ///. 


TEMPERANCE  READING. 
Leader.  Know  ye  not  that  ye  are  the  temple 
of  God? 

Response.  If  any  man  defile  the  temple  of 
God,  him  shall  God  destroy. 

L.  For  the  temple  of  God  is  holy,  which  tem- 
ple ye  are. 

R.  Ye  are  not  your  own  ;  for  ye  are  bought 
with  a  price. 

Therefore  glorify  God  in  your  body  and  in 
your  spirit,  which  are  God's. 

Add  to  your  faith  virtue ;  and  to  virtue  knowl* 
edge ;  and  to  knowledge  temperance ; 

And  to  temperance  patience ;  and  to  patience 
godliness. 

Wine  is  a  mocker,  strong  drink  is  raging ; 

And  whosoever  is  deceived  thereby  is  not  wise. 

Look  not  thou  upon  the  wine  when  it  is  red  ; 
when  it  giveth  its  color  in  the  cup ;  when  it 
moveth  itself  aright. 

At  the  last  it  biteth  like  a  serpent,  and  sting- 
eth  like  an  adder. 

Be  not  drunken  with  wine,  wherein  is  excess  ; 
but  be  filled  with  the  Spirit. 

He  that  loveth  pleasure  shall  be  poor ;  he  that 
loveth  wine  and  oil  shall  not  be  rich. 

Be  not  among  wine-bibbers;  among  riotous 
eaters  of  flesh. 

For  the  drunkard  and  the  glutton  shall  come 
to  poverty. 

Who  hath  woe  ?  who  hath  sorrow  ? 

They  that  tarry  long  at  the  wine ;  they  that 
go  to  seek  mixed  wine. 

Who  hath  contentions?  who  hath  babblings? 

They  that  tarry  long  at  the  wine ;  they  that 
go  to  seek  mixed  wine. 

Who  hath  wounds  without  cause  ?  who  hath 
redness  of  eyes  ? 

They  that  tarry  long  at  the  wine ;  they  that 
go  to  seek  mixed  wine. 

Woe  to  the  crown  of  pride,  to  the  drunkards 
of  Ephraim,  whose  glorious  beauty  is  a  fading 
flower,  which  are  on  the  head  of  the  fat  valleys 
of  them  that  are  overcome  with  wine  ! 

The  crown  of  pride,  the  drunkards  of  Ephraim, 
shall  be  trodden  under  foot :  ^ 

Woe  unto  them  that  call  evil  good,  and  good 
evil ;  that  put  darkness  for  light,  and  light  for 
darkness ; 

That  put  bitter  for  sweet,  and  sweet  for  bitter ! 

Woe  unto  them  that  are  wise  in  their  own 
eyes,  and  prudent  in  their  own  sight ! 

Woe  unto  them  that  rise  up  early  in  the  morn* 
in?,  that  they  may  follow  strong  drink  ;_ 

That  continue  until  night,  till  wine  inflame 
them.  . 

Woe  unto  him  that  giveth  his  neighbor  drmk^ 


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that  patteth  the  bottle  to  him,  and  maketh  him 
drunken  also. 

Woe  unto  them  that  are  mighty  to  drink 
wine,  and  men  of  strength  to  mingle  strong 
drink. 

Finally,  my  brethren,  be  strong  in  the  Lord, 
and  in  the  power  of  His  might. 

Put  ou  the  whole  armor  of  God,  that  ye  may 
be  able  to  stand  against  the  wiles  of  the  devil. 

For  we  wrestle  not  against  flesh  and  blood, 
Vut  against  principalities,  against  powers, against 
the  rulers  of  the  darkness  of  this  world,  against 
spiritual  wickedness  in  high  places. 

Wherefore  take  unto  you  the  whole  armor  of 
God,  that  ye  may  be  able  to  withstand  in  the 
evil  day,  and  having  done  all,  to  stand. 

Stand,  therefore,  having  your  loins  girt  about 
with  truth,  and  having  on  the  breastplate  of 
righteousness ; 

And  your  feet  shod  with  the  preparation  of 
the  gospel  of  peace  ; 

A.bove  all,  taking  the  shield  of  faith,  where- 
with ye  shall  be  able  to  quench  the  fiery  darts 
of  the  wicked. 

And  take  the  helmet  of  salvation,  and  the 
sword  of  the  Spirit,  which  is  the  Word  of  God : 

Praying  always  with  all  prayer  and  supplica- 
tion in  the  Spirit. 

And  watching  thereunto  with  all  perseverance 
and  supplication  for  all  saints. 

Wherefors  let  him  that  thinketh  he  standeth 
take  heed  lest  he  fall. 

Whether  therefore  ye  eat,  or  drink,  or  what- 
soever ye  do,  do  all  to  the  glory  of  God. 

Now  unto  Him  that  is  able  to  keep  you  from 
falling,  and  to  present  you  faultless  before  the 
presence  of  His  glory  with  exceeding  joy. 

To  the  only  wise  God  our  Saviour,  be  glory 
and  majesty,  dominion  and  power,  both  now 
and  ever. 

The  Lord  bless  thee,  and  keep  thee : 

The  Lord  make  His  face  to  shine  upon  thee, 
and  be  gracious  unto  thee  : 

The  Lord  lift  up  His  countenance  upon  thee, 
and  give  thee  peace. 


NUMBER  IV, 


Leader.  I  will  lift  up  mine  eyes  unto  Uie  hflla, 
from  whence  cometh  my  help. 

Response.  My  help  cometh  from  the  Lord, 
which  made  heaven  and  earth. 

L.  He  will  not  suffer  thy  foot  to  be  moved : 
He  that  keepeth  thee  will  not  slumber. 

R.  Behold,  He  that  keepeth  Israel  shall  nei- 
ther slumber  nor  sleep. 

The  Lord  is  thy  keeper:  the  Lord  is  thy 
shade  upon  thy  right  hand. 

The  sun  shall  not  smite  thee  by  day,  nor  the 
moon  by  night. 

The  Lord  shall  preserve  thee  from  all  evil  t 
He  shall  preserve  thy  soul. 

The  Lord  shall  preserve  thy  going  out  and 
thy  coming  in  from  this  time  forth,  and  even  for 
evermore. 

I  was  glad  when  they  said  unto  me.  Let  us  go 
Into  the  house  of  the  Lord. 

Pray  for  the  peace  of  Jerusalem:  they  shall 
prosper  that  love  Thee. 

Peace  be  within  thy  walls,  and  prosperity 
within  thy  palaces. 


For  my  brethren  and  companions*  sakes^  I 
will  now  say,  Peace  be  within  thee. 

Because  of  the  house  of  the  Lord  our  God  I 
will  seek  thy  gooa. 

How  amiable  are  thy  tabernacles,  O  Lord  of 
hosts! 

My  soul  longeth,  yea,  even  fainteth  for  the 
courts  of  the  Lord :  my  heart  and  my  flesh 
crieth  out  for  the  living  God. 

Yea,  the  sparrow  hath  found  a  house,  and  the 
swallow  a  nest  for  herself,  where  she  may  lay 
her  young,  even  Thine  altars,  O  Lord  of  hosts, 
my  King  and  my  God. 

Blessed  are  they  that  dwell  in  Thy  house  r 
they  will  be  still  praising  Thee. 

Blessed  is  the  man  whose  strength  is  in  Thee  ; 
in  whose  heart  are  the  ways  of  them. 

Who  passing  through  the  valley  of  Baca  make 
it  a  well ;  the  rain  also  fiUeth  the  pools. 

They  go  from  strength  to  strength,  every  one 
of  them  in  Zion  appeareth  before  God. 

For  a  day  in  thy  courts  is  better  than  a  thou- 
sand. I  had  rather  be  a  doorkeeper  in  the  house 
of  my  God,  than  to  dwell  in  the  tents  of  wicked- 
ness. 

For  the  Lord  God  is  a  sun  and  shield :  the 
Lord  will  give  grace  and  glory :  no  good  thing 
will  be  withhold  from  them  that  walk  uprightly. 

O  Lord  of  hosts,  blessed  is  the  cim  that 
trusteth  in  Thee. 


NUMBER  y. 


Leader.  Blessed  is  the  man  that  ./aifeeth  not 
in  the  counsel  of  the  ungodly,  nor  standeth  in 
the  way  of  sinners,  nor  sitteth  in  the  seat  of  the 
scornful. 

Response.  But  his  delight  is  in  the  law  of  the 
Lord :  and  in  his  law  doth  he  meditate  day  and 
night. 

L.  And  he  shall  be  like  a  tree  planted  by  the 
rivers  of  water,  that  bringeth  forth  his  fruit  in 
his  season ;  his  leaf  also  shall  not  wither ;  and 
whatsoever  he  doeth  shall  prosper. 

R.  The  ungodly  are  not  so :  but  are  like  the 
chaff  which  the  wind  driveth  away. 

Therefore  the  ungodly  shall  not  stand  in  the 
judgment,  nor  sinners  in  the  congregation  of 
the  righteous. 

For  the  Lord  knoweth  the  way  of  the  right- 
eous :  but  the  way  of  the  ungodly  shall  perish. 

Blessed  is  the  man  that  feareth  the  Lord,  that 
delighteth  greatly  in  His  commandments. 

His  seed  shall  be  mighty  upon  earth :  the 
generation  of  the  upright  shall  be  blessed. 

Wealth  and  riches  shall  be  in  his  house :  and 
his  righteousness  endureth  forever. 

Unto  the  upright  there  ariseth  light  in  the 
darkness:  he  is  gracious,  and  full  of  compas- 
sion, and  righteous. 

A  good  man  sheweth  favor,  and  lendeth :  he 
will  guide  his  affairs  with  discretion. 

Surely  he  shall  not  be  moved  forever:  the 
righteous  shall  be  in  everlasting  remembrance. 

He  shall  not  be  afraid  of  evil  tidings :  his 
heart  is  fixed,  trusting  in  the  Lord. 

His  heart  is  established,  he  shall  not  be  afraid, 
until  he  see  his  desire  upon  his  enemies. 

He  hath  dispersed,  he  hath  given  to  the  poor, 
his  righteousness  endureth  forever ;  his  horn 
shall  be  exalted  with  honor. 


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The  wicked  shall  see  it,  and  be  -grieved  j  he 
i^all  gnash  with  his  teeth,  and  melt  away :  the 
desire  of  the  wicked  shall  perish. 

They  that  trust  in  the  Lord  shall  be  as  Mount 
Ziou,  which  can 'not  be  removed,  but  abidedi 
forever. 

As  the  mountains  are  round  about  Jerusalem, 
so  the  I/ord  is  round  about  His  people  from 
henceforth  even  forever. 

For  the  rod  of  the  wicked  shall  not  rest  upon 
the  lot  of  the  righteous ;  lest  the  righteous  put 
forth  their  hands  unto  iniquity. 

Do  good,  O  l«ord,  unto  those  that  be  good, 
and  to  them  that  are  upright  in  their  hearts. 

As  for  such  as  turn  aside  unto  their  crooked 
ways,  the  Lord  shall  lead  them  forth  with  the 
workers  of  iniquity :  but  peace  shall  be  upon 
Israel. 

The  Lord  is  my  shepherd  ;  I  shall  not  want 

He  maketh  me  to  lie  down  in  green  pastures : 
He  leadeth  me  beside  the  still  waters. 

He  restoreth  my  soul :  He  leadeth  me  in  the 
paths  of  righteousness  for  His  name's  sake. 

Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the  valley  of  the 
shadow  of  death,  I  will  fear  no  evil :  for  Thou 
art  with  me ;  Thy  rod  and  Thy  staff  they  com- 
fort me. 

Thou  preparest  a  table  before  me  in  the  pres- 
ence of  mine  enemies :  Thou  anointest  my  head 
with  oil ;  my  cup  runneth  over. 

Surely  goodness  and  mercy  shall  follow  me 
all  the  days  of  my  life  :  and  I  will  abide  in  the 
house  of  the  I^ord  forever. 


NUMBER  VI. 


reader.  Praise  ye  the  Lord.  Praise  ye  the  Lord 
from  the  heavens :  praise  Him  in  the  heights. 

Response.  Praise  ye  Him,  all  His  angels  J 
praise  ve  Him,  all  His  hosts. 

L.  Praise  ye  Him,  sun  and  moon :  praise  Him, 
all  ye  stars  of  light. 

R.  Praise  Him,  ye  heavens  of  heavens,  and 
ye  waters  that  be  above  the  heavens. 

Let  them  praise  the  name  of  the  Lord :  for 
He  commanded,  and  they  were  created. 

He  hath  also  established  them  for  ever  and 
ever :  He  hath  made  a  decree  which  shall  not 
pass. 

Praise  the  Lord  from  the  earth,  ye  dragons, 
and  all  deeps : 

Fire  and  hail ;  snow  and  vapor ;  stormy  wind 
fulfilling  His  word : 

Mountains,  and  all  hills;  fruitful  trees,  and 
all  cedars : 

Beasts,  and  all  cattle ;  creeping  things,  and 
flying  fowl : 

Kings  of  the  earth,  and  all  people  ;  princes, 
and  all  judges  of  the  earth  : 

Both  young  men,  and  maidens  ;  old  men,  and 
children  : 

Let  them  praise  the  name  of  the  Lord :  for 
His  name  alone  is  excellent :  His  glory  is  above 
the  earth  and  heaven. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord.  Sing  unto  the  Lord  a  new 
song,  His  praise  in  the  congregation  of  saints. 

Let  Israel  rejoice  in  Him  that  made  him  :  let 
the  children  of  Zion  be  joyful  in  their  King. 

Let  them  praise  His  name  in  the  dance :  let 
them  sing  praises  unto  Him  with  the  timbrel 
And  harp. 


For  the  Lord  taketh  pleasure  in  Hia  peopV  : 
He  will  beautify  the  meek  with  salvation. 

Let  the  saints  be  joyful  in  glory:  let  them 
sing  aloud  upon  their  beds. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord.  Praise  God  in  His  sanc- 
tuary :  praise  Him  in  the  firmament  of  Hia 
power. 

Praise  Him  for  His  mighty  acts  :  praise  Him 
according  to  His  excellent  greatness. 

Praise  Him  with  the  sound  of  the  trumpet : 
praise  Him  with  the  psaltery  and  harp. 

Let  every  thing  that  hath  breath  praise  the 
Lord.     Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

While  I  live  will  I  praise  the  Lord :  I  will  sing 
praises  unto  my  God  while  I  have  any  being. 

Put  not  your  trust  in  princes,  nor  in  the  son 
of  man,  in  whom  there  is  no  help. 

His  breath  goeth  forth,  he  returneth  to  his 
earth  ;  in  that  very  day  his  thoughts  perish. 

Happy  is  he  that  hath  the  God  of  Jacob  for 
his  help,  whose  hope  is  in  the  Lord  his  God : 

Which  made  heaven  and  earth,  the  sea,  and 
all  that  therein  is:  which  keepeth  truth  for- 
ever: 

Which  executeth  judgment  for  the  oppressed : 
which  giveth  food  to  the  hungry.  The  Lord 
looseth  the  prisoners : 

The  Lord  opeueth  the  eyes  of  the  blind :  the 
Lord  raiseth  them  that  are  bowed  down  :  the 
Lord  loveth  the  righteous  : 

The  Lord  preserveth  the  stranger  ;  he  re- 
lieveth  the  fatherless  and  widow  .  but  the  way 
of  the  wicked  he  turneth  upside  down. 

The  Lord  shall  reign  forever,  even  thy  God,  O 
Zion,  unto  all  generations.     Praise  ye  the  Lord. 


NUMBER  VII. 


Leader.  By  the  word  of  the  Lord  were  th** 
heavens  made  ;  and  all  the  host  of  them  by  th«r; 
breath  of  His  mouth. 

Response.  He  gathereth  the  waters  of  the  sea 
together  as  a  heap :  He  layeth  up  the  depth  in 
storehouses. 

L.  Let  all  the  earth  fear  the  Lord  :  let  all  the 
inhabitants  of  the  world  stand  in  awe  of  Him. 

R.  For  He  spake,  and  it  was  done  ;  He  com- 
manded, and  it  stood  fast. 

The  Lord  bringeth  the  counsel  of  the  heathen 
to  nought :  He  maketh  the  devices  of  the  people 
of  none  effect. 

The  counsel  of  the  Lord  stand  eth  forever,  the 
thoughts  of  His  heart  to  all  generations. 

Blessed  is  the  nation  whose  God  is  the  Lord  ; 
and  the  people  whom  He  hath  chosen  for  His 
own  inheritance. 

The  Lord  looketh  from  heaven  ;  He  behold- 
eth  all  the  sons  of  men. 

From  the  place  of  His  habitation  He  lo<A:eth 
upon  all  the  inhabitants  qf  the  earth. 

Behold,  the  eye  of  the  Lord  is  upon  them  that 
fear  Him,  upon  them  that  hope  in  His  mercy  ; 

To  deliver  their  soul  from  death,  and  to  keep 
them  alive  in  famine. 

Our  soul  waiteth  for  the  Lord :  He  is  otir 
help  and  our  shield. 

For  our  heart  shall  rejoice  in  Him  because  we 
have  trusted  in  His  holy  name. 

Let  thy  mercy,  O  Lord,  be  upon  us,  according 
as  we  hope  in  Thee. 

It  is  a  good  thing  to  give  thanks  unto  the 


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Lord,  and  to  sing  praises  unto  Thy  name,  O 
Most  High : 

To  shew  forth  Thy  loving  kindness  in  the 
morning,  and  Thy  faithfulness  every  night. 

Upon  an  instrument  of  ten  strings,  and  upon 
the  psaltery;  upon  the  harp  with  a  solemn  sound. 

For  Thou,  Lord,  hast  made  me  glad  through 
Thy  work  :  I  will  rejoice  in  the  works  of  Thy 
hands. 

O  Lord,  how  great  are  Thy  works  I  and  Thy 
thoughts  are  very  deep. 

A  brutish  man  knoweth  not ;  neither  doth  a 
fool  understand  this. 

When  the  wicked  spring  as  the  grass,  and 
when  all  the  workers  of  iniquity  do  flourish ;  it 
is  that  they  shall  be  destroyed  forever. 

But  Thou,  Lord,  are  most  high  for  evermore. 

The  righteous  shall  flourish  like  the  palm 
tree  :  he  shall  grow  like  a  cedar  in  Lebanon. 

Those  that  be  planted  in  the  house  of  the 
Lord  shall  flourish  in  the  courts  of  our  God. 

They  shall  still  bring  forth  fruit  in  old  age ; 
they  shall  be  fat  and  flourishing. 

To  shew  that  the  Lord  is  upright :  He  is  my 
rock,  and  there  is  no  unrighteousness  in  Him. 

The  Lord  reigneth,  He  is  clothed  with  ma- 
jesty :  the  Lord  is  clothed  with  strength,  where- 
with He  hath  girded  Himself:  the  world  also  is 
established,  that  it  can  not  be  moved. 

Thy  throne  is  established  of  old:  Thou  art 
from  everlasting. 

The  floods  have  lifted  up,  O  Lord,  the  floods 
have  lifted  up  their  voice:  the  floods  lift  up 
their  waves. 

The  Lord  on  high  is  mightier  than  the  noise 
of  many  waters,  yea,  than  the  mighty  waves  of 
the  sea. 

Thy  testimonies  are  very  sure :  holiness  be- 
cometh  Thine  house,  O  Lord,  forever. 


NUMBER  VIII, 


Leader.  Hear  this,  all  ye  people ;  give  ear,  all 
y©  inhabitants  of  the  world  : 

Response.  Both  low  and  high,  rich  and  poor, 
together. 

L.  My  mouth  shall  speak  of  wisdom;  the  medi- 
tation of  my  heart  shall  be  of  understanding. 

R.  I  will  incline  mine  ear  to  a  parable :  I  will 
open  my  dark  saying  upon  the  harp. 

Wherefore  should  I  fear  in  the  days  of  evil, 
when  the  iniquity  of  my  heels  shall  compass 
me  about  ? 

They  that  trust  in  their  wealth,  and  boast 
themselves  in  the  multitude  of  their  riches  ; 

None  of  them  can  by  any  means  redeem  his 
brother,  nor  give  to  God  a  ransom  for  him : 

(  For  the  redemption  of  their  souls  is  precious, 
and  it  ceaseth  forever:) 

That  he  should  still  live  forever,  and  not  see 
corruption. 

For  He  seeth  that  wise  men  die,  likewise  the 
fool  and  the  brutish  person  perish,  and  leave 
their  wealth  to  others. 

Their  inward  thought  is,  that  their  houses 
shall  continue  forever,  and  their  dwelling  places 
to  all  generations ;  they  call  their  lands  after 
their  own  names. 

Nevertheless  man  being  in  honor  abideth  not  i 
be  is  like  the  beasts  that  perish. 


This  their  way  is  their  folly ;  yet  their  po9» 
terity  approve  their  sayings. 

Like  sheep  they  are  laid  in  the  grave  ;  death 
shall  feed  on  them ;  and  the  upright  shall  have 
dominion  over  them  in  the  morning  ;  and  theii 
beauty  shall  consume  in  the  grave  from  their 
dwelling. 

But  God  will  redeem  my  soul  from  the  power 
of  the  grave :  for  He  shall  receive  me. 

Be  not  thou  afraid  when  one  is  made  rich, 
when  the  glory  of  his  house  is  increased  : 

For  when  he  dieth  he  shall  carry  nothing 
away  :  his  glory  shall  not  descend  after  him. 

Though  while  he  lived  he  blessed  his  soul, 
(and  men  will  praise  thee,  when  thou  doest  well 
to  thyself,) 

He  shall  go  to  the  generation  of  his  fathers « 
they  shall  never  see  light, 

Man  that  is  in  honor,  and  understandeth  not, 
is  like  the  beasts  that  perish. 

Man  that  is  born  of  a  woman  is  of  few  daya^ 
and  full  of  trouble. 

He  Cometh  forth  like  a  flower,  and  is  cut  down 
he  fleeth  also  as  a  shadow,  and  continueth  not. 

And  dost  Thou  open  Thine  eyes  upon  such  a 
one,  and  bringest  me  into  judgment  with  Thee? 

Who  can  bring  a  clean  thing  out  of  an  un- 
clean ?  not  one. 

Seeing  his  days  are  determined,  the  number 
of  his  months  are  with  Thee,  Thou  hast  ap- 
pointed his  bounds  that  he  can  not  pass  ; 

Turn  from  him,  that  he  may  rest,  till  he  shall 
accomplish,  as  a  hireling,  his  day. 

For  there  is  hope  of  a  tree,  if  it  be  cut  down, 
that  it  will  sprout  again,  and  that  the  tender 
branch  thereof  will  not  cease. 

Though  the  root  thereof  wax  old  in  the  earth, 
and  the  stock  thereof  die  in  the  ground  ; 

Yet  through  the  scent  of  water  it  will  bud, 
and  bring  forth  boughs  like  a  plant. 

But  man  dieth,  and  wasteth  away  :  yea,  man 
giveth  up  the  ghost,  and  where  is  he  ? 

As  the  waters  fail  from  the  sea,  and  the 
flood  decayeth  and  drieth  up  ; 

So  man  lieth  down,  and  riseth  not :  till  the 
heavens  be  no  more,  they  shall  not  awake,  nor 
be  raised  out  of  their  sleep. 

O  that  thou  wouldst  hide  me  in  the  grave, 
and  Thou  wouldst  keep  me  secret,  until  Thy 
wrath  be  past,  that  Thou  wouldst  appoint  me  a 
set  time,  and  remember  me ! 

If  a  man  die,  shall  he  live  again  ?  all  the  daye 
of  my  appointed  time  will  I  wait,  till  my  change 
come. 

The  first  man  is  of  the  earth,  earthy  i  the 
second  ma»  is  the  Lord  from  heaven. 

As  is  the  earthy,  such  are  they  also  that  are 
earthy :  and  as  is  the  heavenly,  such  are  they 
also  that  are  heavenly. 

And  as  we  have  borne  the  image  of  the  earthy, 
we  shall  also  bear  the  image  of  the  heavenly. 

Now  this  I  say,  brethren,  that  flesh  and  blood 
can  not  inherit  the  kingdom  of  God ;  neither 
doth  corruption  inherit  incorruption. 

Behold,  I  shew  you  a  mystery  :  We  shall  not 
all  sleep,  but  we  shall  all  be  changed, 

In  a  moment,  in  the  twinkling  of  an  eye,  at 
the  last  trump  :  for  the  trumpet  shall  sound,  and 
the  dead  shall  be  raised  incorruptible,  and  we 
shall  be  changed. 

For  this  corruptible  must  put  on  incorruptioa, 
and  this  mortal'must  put  on  immortality. 


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So  when  this  corruptible  shall  have  put  on 
Incorruption,  and  this  mortal  shall  have  put  on 
immortality,  then  shall  be  brought  to  pass  the 
saying  that  is  written,  Death  is  swallowed  up  in 
victory. 

O  death  !  where  is  thy  sting  ?  O  grave  I  where 
is  thy  victory  ? 

The  sting  of  death  is  sin  ;  and  the  strength  of 
sin  is  the  law. 

But  thanks  be  to  God,  which  giveth  us  the 
victory  through  our  Lord  Jesus  Christ 

Therefore,  my  beloved  brethren,  be  ye  stead- 
fast, unmovable,  always  abounding  in  the  work 
of  the  Lord,  forasmuch  as  ye  know  that  your 
^p»or  -s  not  in  vain  in  the  Lord. 


NUMBER  IX, 


Leader.  Comfort  ye,  comfort  ye  my  people, 
Saith  your  God. 

Response.  Speak  ye  comfortably  to  Jerusalem, 
and  cry  unto  her,  that  her  warfare  is  accom- 
plished, that  her  iniquity  is  pardoned  :  for  she 
hath  received  of  the  Lord's  hand  double  for  all 
her  sins. 

L.  The  voice  of  him  that  crieth  in  the  wilder- 
ness, Prepare  ye  the  way  of  the  Lord,  make 
straight  in  the  desert  a  highway  for  our  God. 

R.  Every  valley  shall  be  exalted  and  every 
mountain  and  hill  shall  be  made  low :  and  the 
crooked  shall  be  made  straight,  and  the  rough 
places  plain : 

And  the  glory  of  the  Lord  shall  be  revealed, 
tad  all  flesh  shall  see  it  together  :  for  the  mouth 
of  the  Lord  hath  spoken  it. 

The  voice  said.  Cry.  And  he  said,  What  shall 
J  cry  ?  All  flesh  is  grass,  and  all  the  goodliness 
thereof  is  as  the  flower  of  the  field : 

The  grass  withereth,  the  flower  fadeth  ;  be- 
cause the  Spirit  of  the  Lord  bloweth  upon  it : 
surely  the  people  is  grass. 

The  grass  withereth,  the  flower  fadeth  :  but 
the  word  of  our  God  shall  stand  forever. 

O  Zion,  that  bringest  good  tidings,  get  thee 
up  into  the  high  mountain ;  O  Jerusalem,  that 
bringest  good  tidings,  lift  up  thy  voice  with 
strength  ;  lift  it  up,  be  not  afraid  ;  say  unto  the 
cities  of  Judah,  Behold  your  God  ! 

Behold,  the  Lord  God  will  come  with  strong 
hand,  and  His  arm  shall  rule  for  Him  :  behold, 
His  reward  is  with  Him,  and  His  work  before 
Him. 

He  shall  feed  His  flock  like  a  shepherd  :  He 
shall  gather  the  lambs  with  His  arm,  and  carry 
them  in  His  bosom,  and  shall  gently  lead  those 
that  are  with  young. 

Who  hath  measured  the  waters  in  the  hollow 
of  His  hand,  and  meted  out  heaven  with  the 
span,  and  comprehended  the  dust  of  the  earth 
in  a  measure,  and  weighed  the  mountains  in 
scales,  and  the  hills  in  a  balance  ? 

Who  hath  directed  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord,  or 
being  His  counselor  hath  taught  Him  ? 

With  whom  took  He  counsel,  and  who  in- 
structed Him,  and  taught  Him  in  the  path  of 
judgment,  and  taught  Him  knowledge,  and 
shewed  to  Him  the  way  of  understanding  ? 

Behold,  the  nations  are  as  a  drop  of  a  bucket, 
and  are  counted  as  the  small  dust  of  the  bal- 
ance :  behold.  He  taketh  up  the  isles  as  a  very 
little  thing. 


Why  sayest  thou,  O  Jacob,  and  speakest,  O 
Israel,  My  way  is  hid  from  the  Lord,  and  Torj 
judgment  is  passed  over  from  my  God  ? 

Hast  thou  not  known  ?  hast  thou  not  heard, 
that  the  everlasting  God,  the  Lord,  the  Creator 
of  the  ends  of  the  earth,  fainteth  not,  neither  is 
weary  ?  there  is  no  searching  of  His  understand- 
ing. He  giveth  power  to  the  faint  and  to  them 
that  have  no  might  He  increaseth  strength. 

Even  the  youths  shall  faint  and  be  weary, 
and  the  young  men  shall  utterly  fall : 

But  they  that  wait  upon  the  Lord  shall  renew 
their  strength  ;  they  shall  mount  up  with  wings 
as  eagles;  they  shall  run,  and  not  be  weary  t 
and  they  shall  walk,  and  not  faint. 


NUMBER  X. 


Leader.  The  Lord  is  my  light  and  my  salva- 

tion;  whom  shall  I  fear?  The  Lord  is  th« 
strength  of  my  life ;  of  whom  shall  I  be  afraid  ? 

Response.  When  the  wicked,  even  mine 
enemies  and  my  foes,  came  upon  me  to  eat  up 
my  flesh,  they  stumbled  and  fell. 

L.  Though  a  host  should  encamp  against  me, 
my  heart  shall  not  fear:  though  war  should 
rise  against  me,  in  this  I  will  be  confident. 

R.  One  thing  have  I  desired  of  the  Lord,  that 
will  I  seek  after  ;  that  I  may  dwell  in  the  house 
of  the  Lord  all  the  days  of  my  life,  to  behold 
the  beauty  of  the  Lord,  and  to  inquire  in  Hia 
temple. 

For  in  the  time  of  trouble  He  shall  hide  me  in 
His  pavilion:  in  the  secret  of  His  tabernacle  shall 
He  hide  me  ;  He  shall  set  me  up  upon  a  rock. 

Hear,  O  Lord,  when  I  cry  with  my  voice  t 
have  mercy  also  upon  me,  and  answer  me. 

When  thou  saidst,  Seek  ye  my  face ;  my  heart 
said  unto  Thee,  Thy  face.  Lord,  will  I  seek. 

Hide  not  Thy  face  far  from  me ;  put  not  Thy 
servant  away  in  anger:  Thou  hast  been  my  help  ; 
leave  me  not,  neither  forsake  me,  O  God  of  my 
salvation. 

When  my  father  and  my  mother  forsake  me, 
then  the  Lord  will  take  me  up. 

Deliver  me  not  over  unto  the  will  of  mine 
enemies :  for  false  witne<!ses  are  risen  up  against 
me,  and  such  as  breathe  out  cruelty. 

I  had  fainted,  unless  I  had  believed  to  see  the 
goodness  of  the  Lord  in  the  hand  of  the  living'. 

Wait  on  the  Lord:  be  of  good  courage,  and 
He  shall  strengthen  thine  heart :  wait,  I  say,  on 
the  Lord. 

I  cried  unto  God  with  my  voice,  even  unto 
God  with  my  voice ;  and  he  gave  ear  unto  me. 

In  the  day  of  my  trouble  I  sought  the  Lord  » 
my  sore  ran  in  the  night,  and  ceased  not :  my 
soul  refused  to  be  comforted. 

I  remembered  God,  and  was  troubled :  I  com- 
plained, and  my  spirit  was  overwhelmed. 

Thou  boldest  mine  eyes  waking:  I  am  so 
troubled  that  I  can  not  speak. 

I  have  considered  the  days  of  old,  the  years  of 
ancient  times. 

I  call  to  remembrance  my  song  in  the  night : 
I  commune  with  mine  own  heart :  and  my  spirit 
made  diligent  search. 

Will  the  Lord  cast  off  forever?  and  will  He 
be  favorable  no  more  ? 

Is  His  mercy  clean  gone  forever  ?  doth  Has 
promise  fail  for  evermore  ? 


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Hath  God  forgotten  to  be  gracious  ?  hath  He 
in  anger  shut  iip  His  tender  mercies  ? 

And  I  said,  This  is  my  infirmity »  but  I  will 
remember  the  years  of  the  right  hand  of  the 
Most  High. 

I  will  remember  the  works  of  the  Lord »  sorely 
I  will  remember  Thy  wonders  of  old. 

I  will  meditate  also  of  all  Thy  work,  and  talk 
of  Thy  doings. 

Thy  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  sanctuary :  who  it 
8o  great  a  God  as  our  God  ? 

Thou  art  the  God  that  doest  wonders  i  Thon 
bast  declared  Thy  strength  among  the  people. 

Thou  hast  with  thine  arm  redeemed  the  peo- 
pie,  the  sons  of  Jacob  and  Joseph. 

The  waters  saw  Thee,  O  God,  the  waters  saw 
Thee  ;  they  were  afraid :  the  depths  also  were 
troubled. 

The  clouds  poured  out  water :  the  skies  sent 
out  a  sound  :  thine  arrows  also  went  abroad. 

The  voice  of  Thy  thunder  was  in  the  heaven  \ 
the  lightnings  lightened  the  world  x  the  earth 
trembled  and  shook. 

Thy  way  is  in  the  sea,  and  Thy  path  in  the 
great  waters,  and  Thy  footsteps  are  not  known. 

Thou  leddest  Thy  people  like  a  flock  by  the 
hand  of  Moses  and  Aaron. 


NUMBER  XL 


Leader.  O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord ;  for  Be 
is  good :  because  His  mercy  endureth  forever. 

Response.  Let  Israel  now  say  that  His  mercy 
endureth  forever. 

Z..  Let  the  house  of  Aaron  now  say,  that  His 
mercy  endureth  forever. 

R.  Let  them  now  that  fear  the  Lord  say,  that 
His  mercy  endureth  forever. 

I  called  upon  the  Lord  in  distress :  the  Lord 
answered  me,  and  set  me  in  a  large  place. 

The  Lord  is  on  my  side ;  I  will  not  fear : 
what  can  man  do  unto  me  ? 

It  is  better  to  trust  in  the  Lord  than  to  put 
confidence  in  man. 

It  is  better  to  trust  in  the  Lord  than  to  put 
confidence  in  princes. 

The  Lord  is  my  strength  and  song,  and  is  be- 
come my  salvation. 

The  voice  of  rejoicing  and  salvation  is  in  the 
tabernacles  of  the  righteous  :  the  right  hand  of 
the  Lord  doeth  valiantly. 

The  right  hand  of  the  Lord  is  exalted :  the 
right  hand  of  the  Lord  doeth  valiantly. 

I  shall  not  die,  but  live,  and  declare  the  works 
of  the  Lord. 

The  Lord  hath  chastened  me  sore:  bht  He 
hath  not  given  me  over  unto  death. 

Open  to  me  the  gates  of  righteousness :  I 
will  go  into  them,  and  I  will  praise  the  Lord  : 

This  gate  of  the  Lord,  into  which  the  rights 
eous  shall  enter. 

I  will  praise  Thee :  for  Thou  hast  heard  me, 
and  art  become  my  salvation. 

The  stone  which  the  builders  refused  is  be- 
come the  head  stone  of  the  corner. 

This  is  the  Lord's  doing  ;  it  is  marvelous  in 
our  eyes. 

This  is  the  day  which  the  Lord  hath  made ; 
we  will  rejoice  and  be  glad  in  it. 

Save  now.  I  beseech  Thee,  O  Lord :  O  Lord, 
I  beseech  Thee,  send  now  prosperity. 


Blessed  be  He  that  cometh  in  the  name  d'  the 
Lord  :  we  have  blessed  You  out  of  the  house  of 
the  Lord. 

God  is  the  Lord,  which  hath  shewed  us  light : 
bind  the  sacrifice  with  cords,  even  unto  the 
horns  of  the  altar. 

Thou  art  my  God,  and  I  will  praise  Thee: 
Thou  art  my  God,  I  will  exalt  Thee. 

O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord ;  for  He  is  good : 
for  His  mercy  endureth  forever. 

Give  unto  the  Lord,  O  ye  mighty,  give  unto 
the  Lord  glory  and  strength. 

Give  imto  the  Lord  the  glory  due  unto  His 
name  ;  worship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  holi- 
ness. 

The  voice  of  the  Lord  is  upon  the  waters :  the 
God  of  glory  thundereth :  the  Lord  is  upon 
many  waters. 

The  voice  of  the  Lord  is  powerful ;  the  voice 
of  the  Lord  is  full  of  majesty. 

The  voice  of  the  Lord  divideth  the  flames  of  fire. 

The  voice  of  the  Lord  shaketh  the  wilderness  : 
the  Lord  shaketh  the  wilderness  of  Kadesh. 

The  I,ord  will  give  strength  unto  His  people  \ 
the  Lord  will  bless  His  people  with  peace. 

The  fool  hath  said  in  his  heart,  There  is  no 
God.  They  are  corrupt,  they  have  done  abom- 
inable works,  there  is  none  that  doeth  good. 

The  Lord  looked  down  from  heaven  upon  the 
children  of  men,  to  see  if  there  were  any  that 
did  understand,  and  seek  God. 

They  are  all  gone  aside,  they  are  altogether 
become  filthy :  there  is  none  that  doeth  good, 
no,  not  one. 

Have  all  the  workers  of  iniquity  no  knowl- 
edge? who  eat  up  My  people  as  they  eat  bread, 
and  call  not  upon  the  Lord. 

There  were  they  in  great  fear :  for  God  is  in 
the  generation  of  the  righteous. 

Ye  have  shamed  the  counsel  of  the  poor,  be- 
cause the  Lord  is  his  refuge. 

O  that  the  salvation  of  Israel  were  come  out 
of  Zion  !  when  the  Lord  bringethback  the  cap- 
tivity of  His  people,  Jacob  shall  rejoice,  and 
Israel  shall  be  glad, 

Why  standest  Thou  afar  off,  O  Lord?  why 
hidest  Thou  Thyself  in  times  of  trouble  ? 

The  wicked  in  his  pride  doth  persecute  the 
poor :  let  them  be  taken  in  the  devices  that 
they  have  imagined. 

For  the  wicked  boasteth  of  his  heart's  desire, 
and  blesseth  the  covetous,  whom  the  Lord  ab- 
horreth. 

The  wicked,  through  the  pride  of  his  counte- 
nance, will  not  seek  after  God :  God  is  not  in  all 
his  thoughts. 

His  ways  are  always  grievous;  Thy  judgments 
are  far  ahove  out  of  his  sight :  as  for  all  his  ene- 
mies, he  puffeth  at  them. 

He  hath  said  in  his  heart,  I  shall  not  be 
moved  :  for  I  shall  never  be  in  adversity. 

His  mouth  is  full  of  cursing  and  deceit  and 
fraud  :  under  his  tongue  is  mischief  and  vanity. 

He  sitteth  in  the  lurking  places  of  the  vil- 
lages :  in  the  secret  places  doth  he  murder  the 
innocent :  his  eyes  are  privily  set  against  the 
poor. 

He  lieth  in  wait  secretly  as  a  lion  in  his  den  : 
he  heth  in  wait  to  catch  the  poor  :  he  doth  catch 
the  poor,  when  he  draweth  him  into  his  net 

He  croucheth,  and  humbleth  himself,  that  the 
poor  may  fall  by  his  strong  ones. 


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He  hath  said  in  his  heart,  God  hath  forgotten: 
He  hideth  His  face  ;  He  will  never  see  it. 

Arise,  O  Lord ;  O  God,  lift  up  Thine  hand : 
forget  not  the  humble. 

Wherefore  doth  the  wicked  contemn  God  ?  he 
hath  said  in  his  heart,  Thou  wilt  not  require  it. 

Thou  hast  seen  it ;  for  Thou  beholdest  mis- 
chief and  spite,  to  requite  it  with  Thy  hand : 
the  poor  committeth  himself  unto  Thee  ;  Thou 
art  the  helper  of  the  fatherless. 

Break'Thou  the  arm  of  the  wicked  and  the  evil 
man:  seek  out  his  wickedness  till  Thou  find  none. 
\  The  Lord  is  King  for  ever  and  ever ;  the  hea- 
then are  perished  out  of  His  land. 

Lord,  Thou  hast  heard  the  desire  of  the  hum- 
ble :  Thou  wilt  prepare  their  heart,  Thou  wilt 
cause  Thine  ear  to  hear  : 

To  j  udge  the  fatherless  and  the  oppressed,  that 
the  man  of  the  earth  may  no  more  oppress. 


NUMBER  XIL 


Leader.  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  greatly  to  be 
praised  in  the  city  of  our  God,  in  the  mountain 
of  His  holiness. 

Resbonse.  Beautiful  for  situation,  the  joy  of 
the  whole  earth,  is  mount  Zion,  on  the  sides  of 
the  north,  the  city  of  the  great  King. 

L.  God  is  known  in  her  palaces  for  a  refuge. 

R,  For,  lo,  the  kings  were  assembled,  they 
|)assed  by  together. 

They  saw  it,  and  so  they  marveled ;  they  were 
troubled,  and  hasted  away. 

Fear  took  hold  upon  them  there,  and  pain,  as 
of  a  woman  in  travail. 

Thou  breakest  the  ships  of  Tarshish  with  an 
east  wind. 

As  we  have  heard,  so  have  we  seen  in  the 
city  of  the  Lord  of  hosts,  in  the  city  of  our  God  t 
God  will  establish  it  forever. 

We  have  thought  of  thy  loving  kindness,  O 
God,  in  the  midst  of  Thy  temple. 

According  to  Thy  name,  O  God,  so  is  Thy 

E raise  unto  the  ends  of  the  earth :  Thy  right 
and  is  full  of  righteousness. 
Let  mount  Zion  rejoice,  let  the  daughters  of 
Judah  be  glad,  because  of  Thy  judgments. 

Walk  about  Zion,  and  go  around  about  her  t 
tell  the  towers  thereof. 

Mark   ye  well  her   bulwarks,   consider  her 

}>alaces  ;  that  ye  may  tell  it  to  the  generation 
bllowing. 

For  this  God  is  our  God  for  ever  and  ever : 
He  will  be  our  guide  even  unto  death. 

The  Lord  reigneth  ;  let  the  earth  rejoice ;  let 
the  multitude  of  the  isles  be  glad  thereof. 

Clouds  and  darkness  are  around  about  Him : 
righteousness  and  judgment  are  the  habitation 
of  His  throne. 

A  fire  goeth  before  Him,  and  burneth  up  his 
enemies  round  about. 

His  lightnings  enlightened  the  world :  the 
earth  saw  and  trembled. 

The  hills  melted  like  wax  at  the  presence  of 
the  Lord,  at  the  presence  of  the  Lord  of  the 
whole  earth. 

The  heavens  declare  His  righteousness,  and 
all  the  people  see  His  glory. 

Confounded  be  all  they  that  serve  graven  im- 
ages, that  boast  themselves  of  idols  :  worship 
Him,  all  ye  gods. 


Zion,  heard,  and  was  glad  ;  and  the  daughters 
of  Judah  rejoice  because  of  thy  judgments,  O 
Lord.  For  thou.  Lord,  art  high  above  all  the 
eerth  :  thou  art  exalted  far  above  all  gods. 

Ye  that  love  the  Lord,  hate  evil:  He  pre- 
serveth  the  souls  of  His  saints ;  He  delivereth 
them  out  of  the  hand  of  the  wicked. 

Light  is  sown  for  the  righteous  ;  and  gladness 
for  the  upright  in  heart. 

Reioice  in  the  Lord,  ye  righteous ;  and  give 
thanks  at  the  remembrance  of  His  holiness. 

Make  a  joyful  noise  unto  the  Lord,all  ye  lands. 

Serve  the  Lord  with  gladness :  come  before 
His  presence  with  singing. 

Know  ye  that  the  Lord  He  is  God ;  it  is  He 
that  hath  made  us,  and  not  we  ourselves ;  we 
are  His  people,  and  the  sheep  of  His  pasture. 

Enter  into  His  gates  with  thanksgiving,  and 
into  His  courts  with  praise ;  be  thankful  unto 
Him,  and  bless  His  name. 

For  the  Lord  is  good ;  His  mercy  is  everlast- 
ing ;  and  His  truth  endureth  to  all  generations. 

O  sing  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song;  for  He 
hath  done  marvelous  things :  His  right  hand, 
and  His  holy  arm,  hath  gotten  Him  the  victory. 

The  Lord  hath  made  known  His  salvation ; 
His  righteousness  hath  He  openly  shewed  in 
the  sight  of  the  heathen. 

He  hath  remembered  His  mercy  and  His 
truth  toward  the  house  of  Israel :  all  the  ends 
of  the  earth  have  seen  the  salvation  of  our  God. 

M^e  a  joyful  noise  unto  the  Lord,  all  the 
earth ;  make  a  loud  noise,  and  rejoice,  and  sing 
praise. 

Sing  tinto  the  Lord  with  the  harp  ;  with  the 
harp,  and  the  voice  of  a  psalm. 

With  trumpets  and  sound  of  comet  make  q 
joyful  noise  before  the  Lord,  the  King. 

Let  the  sea  roar,  and  the  fullness  thereof ;  th« 
world,  and  they  that  dwell  therein. 

Let  the  floods  clap  their  hands :  let  the  hills 
be  joyful  together 

Before  the  Lord  ;  for  He  cometh  to  judge  the 
earth :  with  righteousness  shall  He  ]udg«*  tha 
world,  and  the  people  with  equity. 


NUMBER  XIIL 


Leader.  Bless  the  Lord,  O  my  soul :  and  all 
that  is  within  me,  bless  His  holy  name. 

Response.  Bless  the  Lord,  O  my  soul,  and  for- 
get not  all  His  benefits  : 

L.  Who  forgiveth  all  thine  iniquities  ;  who 
healeth  all  thy  diseases  ; 

R.  Who  redeemeth  thy  life  from  destruction  ♦ 
who  crowneth  thee  with  loving  kindness  and 
tender  mercies ; 

Who  satisfieth  thy  mouth  with  good  things ; 
so  that  thy  youth  is  renewed  like  the  eagle's. 

The  Lord  executeth  righteousness  and  judg- 
ment for  all  that  are  oppressed. 

He  made  known  His  ways  unto  Moses,  His 
acts  unto  the  children  of  Israel. 

The  Lord  is  merciful  and  gracious,  slow  to 
anger,  and  plenteous  in  mercy. 

He  will  not  always  chide :  neither  will  He 
keep  His  anger  forever. 

He  hath  not  dealt  with  us  after  our  sins ;  nor 
rewarded  us  according  to  our  iniquities. 

For  as  the  heaven  is  high  above  the  earth,  sa 
great  is  His  mercy  toward  them  that  fear  Hittk 


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As  far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west,  so  far  hath 
He  removed  our  transgressions  from  us. 

Ivike  as  a  father  piueth  his  children,  so  the 
Lord  pitieth  them  that  fear  Him. 

For  He  knoweth  our  frame ;  Heremembereth 
that  we  are  dust. 

As  for  man,  his  days  are  as  grass  :  as  a  flower 
of  the  field,  so  he  flourisheth. 

For  the  wind  passeth  over  it,  and  it  is  gone ; 
and  the  place  thereof  shall  know  it  no  more. 

But  the  mercy  of  the  Lord  is  from  everlasting 
to  everlasting  upon  them  that  fear  Him,  and  His 
righteousness  unto  children's  children  ; 

To  such  as  keep  His  covenant,  and  to  those 
that  remember  His  commandments  to  do  them. 

The  Lord  hath  prepared  His  throne  in  the 
heavens  ;  and  His  kingdom  ruleth  over  all. 

Bless  the  Lord,  ye  His  angels,  that  excel  in 
strength,  that  do  His  commandments,  hearken- 
ing unto  the  voice  of  His  word. 

Bless  ye  the  Lord  all  ye  His  hosts ;  ye  minis* 
ters  of  His,  that  do  His  pleasure. 

Bless  the  Lord,  all  His  works  in  all  places  of 
His  dominion  :  bless  the  Lord,  O  my  souL 

O  Thou  that  hearest  prayer,  unto  Thee  shall 
ell  flesh  come. 

Thou  crownest  the  year  with  Thy  goodness ; 
and  Thy  paths  drop  fatness. 

They  drop  upon  the  pastures  of  the  wilder- 
ness :  and  the  little  hills  rejoice  on  every  side. 

The  pastures  are  clothed  with  flocks ;  the 
valleys  also  are  covered  over  with  com  ;  they 
shout  for  joy,  they  also  sing. 

Now  know  I  that  the  Lord  saveth  His  an- 
ointed :  He  will  hear  him  from  His  holy  heaven 
with  the  saving  strength  of  His  right  hand. 

Make  a  joyful  noise  unto  God,  all  ye  lands : 

Sing  forth  the  honor  of  His  name  t  make  His 
praise  glorious. 

Say  unto  God,  how  terrible  art  Thou  in  Thy 
works !  through  the  greatness  of  Thy  power  shall 
Thine  enemies  submit  themselves  unto  Thee. 

All  the  earth  shall  worship  Thee,  and  shall 
ring  unto  Thee ;  they  shall  sing  to  Thy  name. 

Come  and  see  the  works  of  God :  He  is  ter- 
rible in  His  doing  toward  the  children  of  men. 

He  turned  the  sea  into  dry  land :  tliey  went 
through  the  flood  on  foot :  there  did  we  rejoice 
in  Him. 

He  ruleth  by  His  power  forever ;  His  eyes 
behold  the  nations :  let  not  the  rebellions  exalt 
themselves. 

0  bless  our  God,  ye  people,  and  make  the 
voice  of  His  praise  to  be  heard : 

Which  holdeth  our  soul  in  life,  and  suffereth 
not  our  feet  to  be  moved. 

For  thou,  O  God,  hast  proved  us :  Thou  hast 
tried  us,  as  silver  is  tried. 

Thou  broughtest  us  into  the  net ;  Thou  laidst 
affliction  upon  our  loins. 

Thou  hast  caused  men  to  ride  over  our  heads ; 
we  went  through  fire  and  through  water:  bnt 
Thou  broughtest  us  out  into  a  wealthy  place. 

1  will  go  into  Thy  house  vrith  burnt  offerings : 
I  will  pay  Thee  my  vows, 

Which  my  lips  have  uttered,  and  my  month 
hath  spoken,  when  I  was  in  trouble. 
_  I  will  oflFer  unto  Thee  burnt  sacrifices  of  fat- 
lings,  with  the  incense  of  rams:   I  will  offer 
bullocks  with  goats. 

Come  and  hear,  all  ye  that  fear  God,  and  I 
will  declare  what  He  hath  done  for  my  souL 


Return,  O  Lord,  deliver  my  soul :  O  save  me 
for  Thy  mercies'  sake. 

For  in  death  there  is  no  remembrance  of 
Thee :  in  the  grave  who  shall  give  Thee  thauks  ? 

I  am  weary  with  my  groaning ;  all  the  night 
make  I  my  bed  to  swim;  I  water  my  couch  with 
my  tears. 

Mine  eye  is  consumed  becatise  of  grief;  it 
wazeth  old  because  of  all  mine  enemies. 

Depart  from  me,  all  ye  workers  of  iniquity  ; 
for  the  Lord  hath  heard  the  voice  of  my  weep- 
ing. 

The  Lord  hath  heard  my  supplication  ;  the 
Lord  will  receive  my  prayer. 

Let  aJl  mine  enemies  be  ashamed  and  sore 
vexed :  let  them  return  and  be  ashamed  6ud> 
deuly.  ^ 

NUMBER  XIV. 


Leader,  O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord ;  call 
upon  His  name :  make  known  His  deeds  among 
the  people. 

Response.  Sing  unto  Him,  sing  psalms  unto 
Him  :  talk  ye  of  all  His  wondrous  works. 

L.  Glory  ye  in  His  holy  name :  let  the  heart 
of  them  rejoice  that  seek  the  Lord. 

R,  Seek  the  Lord,  and  His  strength:  seek 
His  face  evermore. 

Remember  His  marvelous  works  that  He  hath 
done  ;  His  wonders  and  the  judgments  of  His 
mouth; 

O  ye  seed  of  Abraham  His  servant,  ye  children 
of  Jacob  His  chosen. 

He  is  the  Lord  oiu:  God  :  His  judgments  are 
in  all  the  earth. 

He  hath  remembered  His  covenant  forever, 
the  word  which  He  commanded  to  a  thousand 
generations. 

Which  covenant  He  made  with  Abraham,  and 
His  oath  unto  Isaac  ; 

And  confirmed  the  same  unto  Jacob  for  a  law, 
and  to  Israel  for  an  everlasting  covenant : 

Saying,  Unto  thee  will  I  give  the  land  of 
Canaan,  the  lot  of  your  inheritance  _; 

When  they  were  but  a  few  men  in  number; 
yea,  very  few,  and  strangers  in  it. 

When  they  went  from  one  nation  to  another, 
from  one  kingdom  to  another  people  ; 

He  suffered  no  man  to  do  them  wrong ;  yea. 
He  reproved  kings  for  their  sakes ; 

Sa3ring,  touch  not  Mine  anointed,  and  do  My 
prophets  no  harm. 

Moreover  He  called  for  a  famine  upon  the 
land :  He  brake  the  whole  staff  of  bread. 

He  sent  a  man  before  them,  even  Joseph,  who 
was  sold  for  a  servant : 

Whose  feet  they  hurt  with  fetters:  he  was 
laid  in  iron : 

Until  the  time  that  his  word  came:  the  word 
of  the  Lord  tried  him. 

The  king  sent  and  loosed  him  ;  even  the  ruler 
of  the  people,  and  let  him  go  free. 

He  made  him  lord  of  his  house,  and  ruler  of 
all  his  substances : 

To  bind  his  princes  at  his  pleasure ;  and  teach 
his  senators  wisdom . 

Israel  also  came  into  Egypt ;  and  Jacob  so- 
journed in  the  land  of  Ham. 

And  He  increased  His  people  greatly ;  and 
made  them  stronger  than  their  enemies. 


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He  turned  their  heart  to  hate  His  people,  to 
deal  subtilely  with  His  servants. 

He  sent  Moses  His  servant ;  and  Aaron  whom 
He  had  chosen. 

They  shewed  His  signs  among  them,  and 
wonders  in  the  land  of  Ham. 

He  sent  darkness,  and  made  it  dark ;  and  they 
tebelled  not  against  His  word. 

He  turned  their  waters  into  blood,  and  slew 
their  fish. 

Their  land  brought  forth  frogs  in  abundance, 
in  the  chambers  of  their  kings. 

He  spake,  and  there  came  divers  sort  of  flies, 
and  lice  in  all  their  coasts. 

He  gave  them  hail  for  rain,  and  flaming  fire 
in  their  land. 

He  smote  their  vines  also  and  their  fig-trees ; 
and  brake  the  trees  of  their  coasts. 

He  spake,  and  the  locust  came,  and  cater- 
pillars, and  that  without  number, 

And  did  eat  np  all  the  herbs  in  their  land, 
and  devoured  the  fruit  of  their  ground. 

He  smote  also  all  the  firstborn  in  their  land, 
the  chief  of  all  their  strength. 

He  brought  them  forth  also  with  silver  and 
gold :  and  there  was  not  one  feeble  person 
among  their  tribes. 

Egypt  was  glad  when  they  departed :  for  the 
fear  of  them  fell  upon  them. 

He  spread  a  cloud  for  a  covering ;  and  fire  to 
gfive  light  in  the  night. 


NUMBER  XV, 


Leader.  When  the  Lord  turned  again  the  cap- 
tivity of  Zion,  we  were  like  them  that  dream. 

Response.  Then  was  our  mouth  filled  with 
laughter,  and  our  tongue  with  singing :  then 
said  they  among  the  heathen,  the  Lord  hath 
done  great  things  for  them. 

L.  The  Lord  hath  done  great  things  for  us, 
whereof  we  are  glad. 

R.  Turn  again  our  captivity,  O  Lord,  as  the 
streams  in  the  south. 

They  that  sow  in  tears  shall  reap  in  joy. 

He  that  goeth  forth  and  weepeth,  bearing 
precious  seed,  shall  doubtless  come  again  with 
rejoicing,  bringing  his  sheaves  with  him. 

Lord,  I  cry  unto  Thee :  make  haste  unto  me ; 
give  ear  unto  my  voice,  when  I  cry  unto  Thee. 

Let  my  prayer  be  set  forth  before  Thee  as  in- 
cense ;  and  the  lifting  up  of  my  hands  as  the 
evening  sacrifice. 

Set  a  watch,  O  Lord,  before  my  mouth  ;  keep 
the  door  of  my  lips. 

Incline  not  my  heart  to  any  evil  thing,  to 
practice  wicked  works  with  men  that  work  in- 
iquity :  and  let  me  not  eat  of  thei*  dainties. 

Let  the  righteous  smite  me ;  it  shall  be  a 
kindness :  and  let  him  reprove  me  ;  it  shall  be 
an  excellent  oil,  which  shall  not  break  my 
head :  for  yet  my  prayer  also  shall  be  in  their 
calamities. 

When  their  judges  are  overthrown  in  stony 
places,  they  shall  hear  my  words ;  for  they  are 
sweet. 

Our  bones  are  scattered  at  the  grave's  mouth, 
^8  when  one  cutteth  and  cleaveth  wood  upon 
tne  earth. 

But  mine  eyes  are  unto  Thee,  O  God  the  Lord  : 
in  Thee  is  my  trust ;  leave  not  my  soul  destitute. 


I  looked  on  my  right  hand,  and  beheld,  but 
there  was  no  man  that  would  know  me :  refuge 
failed  me  ;  no  man  cared  for  my  soul. 

I  cried  unto  Thee,  O  Lord  :  I  said.  Thou  art 
my  refuge  and  my  portion  in  the  land  of  the 
living. 

Attend  unto  my  cry  ;  for  I  am  brought  very 
low  :  deliver  me  from  my  persecutors  ;  for  they 
are  stronger  than  I. 

Bring  my  soul  out  of  prison,  that  I  may  praise 
Thy  name:  the  righteous  shall  compass  me 
about :  for  Thou  sheUt  deal  bountifully  with  me. 


NUMBER  XVL 


Leader,  O  come,  let  us  sing  unto  the  Lord : 
let  us  make  a  joyful  noise  to  the  Rock  of  our 
salvation. 

Response.  Let  us  come  before  His  presence 
with  thanksgiving,  and  make  a  joyful  noise 
unto  Him  with  psalms. 

L.  For  the  Lord  is  a  great  God,  and  a  g^eat 
King  above  all  gods. 

R.  In  His  hand  are  the  deep  places  of  the 
earth  :  the  strength  of  the  hills  is  His  also. 

The  sea  is  His,  and  He  made  it:  and  His 
hands  formed  the  dry  land. 

O  come,  let  us  worship  and  bow  down  i  let 
ns  kneel  before  the  Lord  our  Maker. 

For  He  is  our  God  ;  and  we  are  the  people  of 
His  pasture,  and  the  sheep  of  His  hand. 

O  sing  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song  :  sing  unto 
the  Lord,  all  the  earth. 

Sing  unto  the  Lord,  bless  His  name  ;  show 
forth  His  salvation  from  day  to  day. 

Declare  His  glory  among  the  heathen,  His 
•wonders  among  all  people. 

For  the  Lord  is  great,  and  greatly  to  be 
praised :  He  is  to  be  feared  above  all  gods. 

For  all  the  gods  of  the  nations  are  idols :  but 
the  Lord  made  the  heavens. 

Honor  and  majesty  are  before  Him  :  strength 
and  beauty  are  in  His  sanctuary. 

Give  unto  the  Lord,  O  ye  kindreds  of  the 
people,  give  unto  the  Lord  glory  and  strength. 

Give  unto  the  Lord  the  glory  due  unto  His 
name :  bring  an  ofiering,  and  come  into  His 
courts. 

O  worship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  holiness  t 
fear  before  Him,  all  the  earth. 

Say  among  the  heathen  that  the  Lord  reign- 
eth  :  the  world  also  shall  be  established  that  it 
shall  not  be  moved  :  He  shall  judge  the  people 
righteously. 

Let  the  heavens  rejoice,  and  let  the  earth  be 
glad  ;  let  the  sea  roar,  and  the  fullness  thereof.  , 

Let  the  fields  be  joyful,  and  all  that  is  therein  : 
then  shall  all  the  trees  of  the  wood  rejoice  be- 
fore the  Lord. 

For  He  cometh,  for  He  cometh  to  judge  the 
earth :  He  shall  judge  the  world  with  righteous- 
ness, and  the  people  with  His  truth. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  for  it  is  good  to  sing 
praises  unto  our  God ;  for  it  is  pleasant ;  and 
praise  is  comely. 

The  Lord  doth  build  up  Jerusalem :  He  gath- 
ereth  together  the  outcasts  of  Israel. 

He  healeth  the  broken  in  heart,  and  bindeth. 
up  their  wounds. 

He  telleth  the  number  of  the  stars ;  He  csll- 
eth  them  all  by  their  names. 


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Great  is  our  Lord,  and  of  great  power  i  HIa 

understanding  is  infinite. 

The  Lord  lifteth  up  the  meek  t  He  casteth  the 
wicked  down  to  the  ground. 

Sing  unto  the  Lord  with  thanksgiving ;  sing 
praise  upon  the  harp  unto  our  God. 

Who  covereth  the  heaven  with  clouda,  who 
prepareth  rain  for  the  earth,  who  maketh  grass 
to  Rrow  upon  the  mountains. 

He  giveth  to  the  beast  his  food,  and  to  the 
young  ravens  which  cry. 

He  delighteth  not  in  the  strength  of  the  horse : 
He  taketh  not  pleasure  in  the  legs  of  a  man. 

The  Lord  taketh  pleasure  in  them  that  fear 
Him,  in  those  that  hope  in  His  mercy. 

Praise  the  Lord,  O  Jerusalem  ;  praise  thy  God, 
O  Zion. 

For  He  hath  strengthened  the  bars  of  thy 
gates;  He  hath  blessed  thy  children  within  thee. 

He  maketh  peace  in  thy  borders^  and  fiUeth 
thee  with  the  finest  of  the  wheat. 

He  sendeth  forth  His  commandment  upon 
earth  :  His  word  runneth  very  swiftly. 

He  giveth  snow  like  wool :  He  scattereth  the 
hoar-frost  like  ashes. 

He  casteth  forth  His  ice  like  morsels:  who 
can  stand  before  His  cold  ? 

He  sendeth  out  His  word,  and  melteth  them  : 
Hecauseth  His  wind  to  blow.and  the  waters  flow. 

He  sh.'.vpeth  His  word  unto  Jacob,  His  statutes 
and  His  judgments  unto  Israel. 

He  hath  not  dealt  so  with  any  nation :  and  as 
for  His  judgments,  they  have  not  known  them. 
Praise  ye  the  Lord. 


NUMBER  XVIL 


Leader.  Lord,  make  me  to  know  mine  end, 
and  the  measure  of  my  days,  what  it  is ;  that  I 
may  know  how  frail  I  am. 

Response.  Behold  Thou  hast  made  my  days  as 
a  hand-breadth ;  and  mine  age  is  as  nothing 
before  Thee :  verily  every  man  at  his  best  state 
is  altogether  vanity. 

L.  Surely  every  man  walketh  in  a  vain  show : 
surely  they  are  disquieted  in  vain:  he  heapeth  up 
riches,  and  knoweth  not  who  shall  gather  them. 

R.  And  now,  Lord,  what  wait  I  for  ?  my  hope 
is  in  Thee. 

Deliver  me  from  all  my  transgressions  :  make 
me  not  the  reproach  of  the  foolish. 

Hear  my  prayer,  O  Lord,  and  give  ear  unto 
my  cry  ;  hold  not  Thy  peace  at  my  tears  •  for  I 
am  a  stranger  with  Thee,  and  a  sojourner,  as  all 
my  fathers  were. 

O  spare  me,  that  I  may  recover  strength,  be- 
fore I  go  hence,  and  be  no  more. 

Lord,  Thou  hast  been  our  dwelling-place  in 
all  generations. 

Before  the  mountains  were  brought  forth,  or 
ever  Thou  hadst  formed  the  earth  and  the  world, 
even  from  everlasting  to  everlasting,  Thou  art 
God. 

Thou  turnest  man  to  destruction ;  and  sayest, 
Return,  ye  children  of  men. 

For  a  thousand  years  in  Thy  sight  are  but  as 
yesterday  when  it  is  past,  and  as  a  watch  in  the 
night. 

Thou  carriest  them  away  as  with  a  flood  ;  they 
are  as  a  sleep :  in  the  morning  they  are  like 
grass  which  groweth  up. 


In  the  morning  it  flourisheth,  and  groweth  np; 
in  the  evening  it  is  cut  down,  and  withereth. 

For  we  are  consumed  by  Thine  anger,  and  by 
Thy  wrath  are  we  troubled. 

Thou  hast  set  our  iniquities  before  Thee,  our 
secret  sins  in  the  light  of  Thy  countenance. 

For  all  our  days  are  passed  away  in  Thy  wratht 
we  spend  our  years  as  a  tale  that  is  told. 

The  days  of  our  years  are  threescore  years  and 
ten  ;  and  if  by  reason  of  strength  they  be  four- 
score years,  yet  is  their  strength  labor  and  sor- 
row ;  for  it  is  soon  cut  off,  and  we  fly  away. 

Who  knoweth  the  power  of  Thine  anger? 
even  according  to  Thy  fear,  so  is  Thy  wrath. 

So  teach  us  to  number  our  days,  that  we  may 
apply  our  hearts  unto  wisdom. 

Return,  O  Lord,  how  long  ?  and  let  it  repent 
Thee  concerning  Thy  servants. 

O  satisfy  us  early  with  Thy  mercy ;  that  we 
may  rejoice  and  be  glad  all  our  days. 

Make  us  glad  according  to  the  days  wherein 
Thou  hast  afflicted  us,  and  the  years  wherein  we 
have  seen  evil. 

Let  Thy  work  appear  unto  Thy  servants,  and 
Thy  glory  unto  their  children. 

And  let  the  beauty  of  the  Lord  our  God  be 
upon  us :  and  establish  Thou  the  work  of  our 
hands  upon  us ;  yea,  the  work  of  our  hands, 
establish  Thou  it. 


NUMBER  XVIir. 


Leader.  God  is  our  refuge  and  strength,  • 
very  present  help  in  trouble. 

Response.  Therefore  will  not  we  fear,  though 
the  earth  be  removed,  and  though  the  monn- 
tains  be  carried  into  the  midst  of  the  sea ; 

L,  Though  the  waters  thereof  roar  and  be 
troubled,  though  the  mountains  shake  with  th« 
swelling  thereof. 

R.  There  is  a  river,  the  streams  whereof  shall 
make  glad  the  city  of  God,  the  holy  place  of  th« 
tabernacles  of  the  Most  High. 

God  is  m  the  midst  of  her ;  she  shall  not  be 
moved  :  God  shall  help  her,  and  that  right  early. 

The  heathen  raged,  the  kingdoms  were 
moved :  He  uttered  his  voice,  the  earth  melted. 

The  Lord  of  hosts  is  with  us ;  the  God  oi 
Jacob  is  our  refuge. 

Come,  behold  the  works  of  the  Lord,  what 
desolations  He  hath  made  in  the  earth. 

He  maketh  wars  to  cease  unto  the  eud  of  tha 
earth ;  He  breaketh  the  bow,and  cutteth  the  spear 
in  sunder ;  He  burneth  the  chariot  in  the  fire. 

Be  still,  and  know  that  I  am  God :  I  will  bt 
exalted  among  the  heathen,  I  will  be  exalted  in 
the  earth. 

The  Lord  of  hosts  is  with  us ;  the  God  ol 
Jacob  is  our  refuge. 

Be  merciful  unto  me,  O  God,  be  merciful 
unto  me :  for  my  soul  trusteth  in  Thee :  yea,  in 
the  shadow  of  Thy  wings  will  I  make  my  re- 
fuge, until  these  calamities  be  overpast. 

I  will  cry  unto  God  most  high ;  unto  God 
that  performeth  all  things  for  me. 

My  heart  is  fixed,  O  God,  my  heart  is  fixed : 
I  will  sing  and  give  praise. 

Awake  up,  my  glory ;  awake,  psaltery  and 
harp  :  I  myself  will  awake  early. 

I  will  praise  Thee,  O  Lord,  among  the  people 
I  will  sing  unto  Thee  among  the  nations. 


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Por  Thy  mercy  is  great  nnto  the  heavens,  and 
thy  truth  unto  the  clouds. 

Be  Thou  exalted,  O  God,  above  the  beavena ; 
let  Thy  glory  be  above  all  the  earth. 

The  works  of  the  Lord  are  great,  sought  out 
^f  all  them  that  have  pleasure  therein. 

His  work  is  honorable  and  florious :  and  His 
righteousness  endur_'th  forever. 

He  hath  made  His  wond  ^rful  work  to  be  re- 
membered :  the  Lord  is  gracious  and  full  of 
compassion. 

He  hath  given  meat  unto  them  that  fear  Him  t 
He  will  ever  be  mindful  of  His  covenant. 

He  hath  shewed  His  pe'"ple  the  power  of  His 
works,  that  He  may  give  them  the  heritage  of 
the  heathen. 

The  works  of  His  hands  are  verity  and  judg- 
ment ;  all  His  commandments  are  sure. 

They  stand  fast  for  ever  and  ever,  and  are 
done  in  truth  and  uprightness. 

He  sent  redemption  unto  His  people :  He  hath 
commanded  His  covenant  forever:  holy  and 
reverend  is  His  name. 

The  fear  of  the  Lord  is  the  beginning  of  wis- 
dom :  a  good  understanding  have  all  they  that 
do  His  commandments  :  His  praise  endureth 
forever. 


NUMBER  XIX. 


Leader.  Lay  not  up  for  yourselves  treasures 
upon  earth,  where  moth  and  rust  doth  corrupt, 
and  where  thieves  break  through  and  steal : 

Response.  But  lay  up  for  yourselves  treasures 
in  heaven,  where  neither  moth  nor  rust  doth 
corrupt,  and  where  thieves  do  not  break  through 
nor  steal : 

L.  For  where  your  treasure  is,  there  will  your 
heart  be  also. 

R.  The  light  of  the  body  is  the  eye  :  if  there- 
fore thine  eye  be  single,  thy  whole  body  shall 
be  full  of  light. 

But  if  thine  eye  be  evil,  thy  whole  body  shall 
be  full  of  darkness.  If  therefore  the  light  that 
is  in  thee  be  darkness,  how  great  is  that  dark- 
ness ! 

No  man  can  serve  two  masters :  for  eitho:  he 
•will  hate  the  one,  and  love  the  other  ;  or  else  he 
will  hold  to  the  one,  and  despise  the  other.  Ye 
can  not  serve  God  and  mammon. 

Therefore  I  say  unto  you,  Take  no  thought  for 
your  life,  what  ye  shall  eat,  or  what  ye  shall 
drink  ;  nor  yet  for  your  body,  what  ye  shall  put 
on.  Is  not  the  life  more  than  meat,  and  the 
body  than  raiment. 

Behold  the  fowls  of  the  air :  for  they  sow  not, 
neither  do  they  reap,  nor  gather  into  barns ; 
yet  your  heavenly  Father  feedeth  them.  Are 
ye  not  much  better  than  they  ? 

Which  of  you  by  taking  thought  can  add  one 
cubit  unto  his  stature  ? 

And  why  take  ye  thought  for  raiment  ?  Con- 
sider the  lilies  of  the  field,  how  they  grow ;  they 
toil  not,  neither  do  they  spin  : 

And  yet  I  say  unto  you.  That  even  Solomon 
»n  all  his  glory  was  not  arrayed  like  one  of  these. 

Wherefore,  if  God  so  clothe  the  grass  of  the 
■field,  which  to-day  is,  and  to-morrow  is  cast  into 
the  oven,  shall  He  not  much  more  clothe  you, 
O  ye  of  little  faith? 

Therefore  take  no  thought,  saying,  What  shall 


we  eat?  or,  What  shall  we  drink?  or.  Where* 
withal  shall  we  be  clothed  ? 

(For  after  all  these  things  do  the  Gentilea 
seek:)  for  your  heavenly  Father  knoweth  that 
ye  have  need  of  all  these  things. 

But  seek  ye  first  the  kingdom  of  God,  and 
His  righteousness ;  and  all  these  things  shall  be 
added  imto  you. 

Take  therefore  no  thought  for  the  morrow  » 
for  the  morrow  shall  take  Uiought  for  the  things 
of  itsel£  Sufficient  unto  tiie  day  is  the  evil 
thereof! 

*  *  •  •  •  • 

Blessed  are  the  poor  in  spirits  for  th?irs  is 
the  kingdom  of  heaven. 

Blessed  are  they  that  mourn  t  for  they  shall 
be  comforted. 

Blessed  are  the  meek:  for  they  shall  inherit 
the  earth. 

Blessed  are  they  which  do  hunger  and  thirst 
after  righteousness :  for  they  shall  be  filled. 

Bl.:ssed  are  the  merciful:  for  they  shall  ob- 
tain mercy. 

Blessed  are  the  pure  in  heart  t  for  they  shall 
see  God. 

Blessed  are  the  peacemakers :  for  they  shall 
be  called  the  children  of  God. 

Blessed  are  they  which  are  persecuted  for 
righteousness'  sake :  for  theirs  is  the  kingdom 
ofheaven. 

Blessed  are  ye,  when  men  shall  revile  you, 
and  persecute  you,  and  shall  say  all  manner  of 
evil  against  you  falsely,  for  my  sake. 

Rejoice,  and  be  exceeding  glad  :  for  great  is 
your  reward  in  heaven :  for  so  persecuted  they 
the  prophets  which  were  before  you. 


NUMBER  XX. 


Leader.  I  will  bless  the  Lord  at  all  times  t  Hid 
praise  shall  continually  be  in  my  mouth. 

Response.  My  soul  shall  make  her  boast  in 
the  Lord :  the  humble  shall  hear  thereof,  and 
be  glad. 

L.  O  magnify  the  Lord  with  me,  and  let  us 
exalt  His  name  together. 

R.  I  sought  the  Lord,  and  He  heard  me,  and 
delivered  me  from  all  my  fears. 

They  looked  unto  Him,  and  were  lightened  t 
and  their  faces  were  not  ashamed. 

This  poor  man  cried,  and  the  Lord  heard  him, 
and  saved  him  out  of  all  his  troubles. 

The  angel  of  the  Lord  encampeth  round  about 
them  that  fear  Him,  and  delivereth  them. 

O  taste  and  see  that  the  Lord  is  good :  blessed 
is  the  man  that  trusteth  in  Him. 

O  fear  the  Lord,  ye  His  saints :  for  there  is 
no  want  to  them  that  fear  Him. 

The  young  lions  do  lack,  and  suflfer  hunger : 
but  they  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  not  want  any 
good  thing. 

Come,  ye  children,  hearken  unto  me:  I  will 
teach  you  the  fear  of  the  Lord. 

What  man  is  he  that  desireth  life,  and  loveth 
many  days,  that  he  may  see  good  ? 

Keep  thy  tongue  from  evil,  and  thy  lips  that 
they  speak  no  guile. 

Depart  from  evil,  and  do  good ;  seek  peace, 
and  pursue  it. 

The  eyes  of  the  Lord  are  upon  the  righteous 
and  His  ears  are  open  unto  their  cry. 


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The  righteons  cry,  and  the  Lord  heareth,  and 
delivereth  them  out  of  all  their  troubles. 

The  Lord  is  nigh  unto  them  that  are  of  a 
broken  heart ;  and  saveth  such  as  be  of  a  con- 
trite spirit. 

Many  are  the  afflictions  of  the  righteous  t  but 
the  Lord  delivereth  him  out  of  them  all. 

He  keepeth  all  his  bones :  not  one  of  them  is 
broken. 

Evil  shall  slay  the  wicked  :  and  they  that  hate 
the  righteous  shall  be  desolate. 

The  Lord  redeemeth  the  soul  of  His  servants : 
and  none  of  them  that  triist  in  Him  shall  be 
desolate. 

If  it  had  not  been  the  Lord  who  was  on  our 
side,  now  may  Israel  say  ; 

If  it  had  not  been  the  Lord  who  was  on  our 
side,  when  men  rose  up  against  us : 

Then  they  had  swallowed  us  up  quick,  when 
their  wrath  was  kindled  against  us : 

Then  the  waters  had  overwhelmed  us,  the 
stream  had  gone  over  our  soul : 

Then  the  proud  waters  had  gone  over  our  soul. 

Blessed  be  the  Lord,  who  hath  not  given  us 
as  a  prey  to  their  teeth. 

Our  soul  is  escaped  as  a  bird  out  of  the  snare 
of  the  fowlers  :  the  snare  is  broken,  and  we  are 
escaped. 

Our  help  is  in  the  name  of  the  Lord,  who 
made  heaven  and  earth. 

Out  of  ilie  depth  have  I  cried  unto  Thee,  O 
1/ord.  Lord,  hear  my  voice  :  let  Thine  ears  be 
attentive  to  the  voice  of  my  supplications. 

If  Thofi,  Lord,  shouldest  mark  iniquities,  O 
Lord,  who  shall  stand  ?  But  there  is  forgiveness 
with  Thee,  that  Thou  mayest  be  feared. 

I  wait  for  the  Lord,  my  soul  doth  wait,  and 
in  His  word  do  I  hope. 

My  soul  waiteth  for  the  Lord  more  than  they 
that  watch  for  the  morning :  I  say,  more  than 
they  that  watch  for  the  morning. 

Let  Israel  hope  in  the  Lord:  for  with  the 
I»ord  there  is  mercy,  and  with  Him  is  plenteous 
redemption. 

And  He  shall  redeem  Israel  from  all  his  sins. 


NUMBER  XXL 


Leadgr.  Now  when  Jesus  was  bom  in  Bethle- 
fcem  of  Judea  in  the  days  of  Herod  the  king, 
behold,  there  came  wise  men  from  the  east  to 
Jerusalem, 

Response.  Saying,  where  is  He  that  is  born 
King  of  the  Jews  ?  for  we  have  seen  His  star  in 
the  east,  and  are  come  to  worship  Him. 

L.  When  Herod  the  king  had  heard  these 
things,  he  was  troubled,  and  all  Jerusalem  with 
him. 

R.  And  when  he  had  gathered  all  the  chief 
priests  and  scribes  of  the  people  together,  he  de- 
manded of  them  where  Christ  should  be  bom. 

And  they  said  unto  him.  In  Bethlehem  of 
Judea ;  for  thus  it  is  written  by  the  prophet. 

And  thou  Bethlehem,  in  the  land  of  Juda,  art 
not  the  least  among  the  princes  of  Juda ;  for  out 
of  thee  shall  come  a  Governor,  that  shall  rule 
my  people  Israel. 

Then  Herod,  when  he  had  privily  called  the 
wise  men,  inquired  of  them  diligently  what  time 
the  star  appeared. 

And  he  sent  them  to  Bethlehem,  and  said, 


Go  and  search  diligently  for  the  yoting  child ; 
and  when  ye  have  found  Him,  bring  me  word 
again,  that  I  may  come  and  worship  Him  also. 

When  they  had  heard  the  king,  they  de- 
parted ;  and,  lo,  the  star,  which  they  saw  in  the 
east,  went  before  them,  till  it  came  and  stood 
over  where  the  young  child  was. 

When  they  saw  the  star,  they  rejoicni  with 
exceeding  great  joy. 

And  when  they  were  come  into  the  house, 
they  saw  the  young  child  with  Mary  His  mother, 
and  fell  down,  and  worshiped  Him  ;  and  when 
they  had  opened  their  treasures,  they  presented 
unto  Him  gifts  ;  gold,  and  frankincense,  and 
tayrrh. 

And  being  warned  of  God  in  a  dream  that  they 
should  not  return  to  Herod,  they  departed  into 
their  own  country  another  way. 

And  when  they  were  departed,  behold,  the 
angel  of  the  Lord  appeareth  to  Joseph  in  a 
dream,  saying,  arise,  and  take  the  young  child 
and  His  mother,  and  flee  into  Egypt,  and  be 
thou  there  until  I  bring  thee  word  :  for  Herod 
will  seek  the  young  child  to  destroy  Him. 

When  he  arose,  he  took  the  young  child  and 
His  mother  by  night,  and  departed  into  Egypt : 

And  was  there  until  the  death  of  Herod : 
that  it  might  be  fulfilled  which  was  spoken  of 
the  Lord  by  the  prophet,  saying,  out  of  Egypt 
have  I  called  my  Son. 

And  there  were  in  the  same  country  shep- 
herds abiding  in  the  field,  keeping  watch  over 
their  flock  by  night. 

And,  lo,  the  angel  of  the  Lord  came  upon 
them,  and  the  glory  of  the  Lord  shone  round 
about  them  ;  and  they  were  sore  afraid. 

And  the  angel  said  unto  them.  Fear  not :  for, 
behold,  I  bring  you  good  tidings  of  great  joy, 
which  shall  be  to  all  people. 

For  unto  you  is  born  this  day  in  the  city  of 
David  a  Savior,  which  is  Christ  the  Lord. 

And  this  shall  be  a  sign  unto  you  ;  Ye  shall 
find  the  babe  wrapped  in  swaddling  clothes, 
lying  in  a  manger. 

And  suddenly  there  was  with  the  angel  a 
multitude  of  the  heavenly  host  praising  God, 
and  saying, 

Glory  to  God  in  the  highest,  and  on  earth 
peace,  good- will  toward  men. 

For  unto  ns  a  child  is  bom,  unto  us  a  son  is 
given  :  and  the  government  shall  be  upon  His 
shoulder :  and  His  name  shall  be  called  Won- 
derful, Counselor,  The  mighty  God,  The  ever- 
lasting Father,  The  Prince  of  Peace. 

Of  the  increase  of  His  government  and  peace 
there  shall  be  no  end,  upon  the  throne  of  David, 
and  upon  His  kingdom,  to  order  it,  and  to  es- 
tablish it  with  judgment  and  with  justice  from 
henceforth  even  forever.  The  zeal  of  the  Lord 
of  hosts  will  perform  this. 

In  the  beginning  was  the  Word,  and  the  Word 
was  with  God,  and  the  Word  was  God. 

The  same  was  in  the  beginning  with  God. 

All  things  were  made  by  Him  ;  and  without 
Him  was  not  anything  made  that  was  made. 

In  Him  was  life  ;  and  the  life  was  the  light  of 
men. 

And  the  light  shineth  in  darkness ;  and  the 
darkness  comprehended  it  not. 

There  was  a  man  sent  from  God,  whose  name 
was  John. 

The  same  came  for  a  witness,  to  bear  witness 


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•f  the  Light,  that  all  men  through  Him  might 
believe. 

He  was  not  that  Light,  but  was  sent  to  bear 
■witness  of  that  Light. 

That  was  the  true  Light,  which  lighteth 
every  man  that  cometh  into  the  world. 

He  was  in  the  world,  and  the  world  was 
made  by  Him,  and  the  world  knew  Him  not. 

He  came  unto  His  own,  and  His  own  received 
Him  not. 

But  as  many  as  received  Him,  to  them  gave 
He  power  to  become  the  sons  of  God,  even  to 
them' that  believe  on  His  name : 

Which  were  born,  not  of  blood,  nor  of  the  will 
of  the  flesh,  nor  ot  the  will  of  man,  but  of  God. 


NUMBER  XXII. 


Leader.  Who  hath  believed  our  report?  and 
to  whom  is  the  arm  of  the  Lord  revealed  ? 

Response.  For  He  shall  grow  up  before  Him 
as  a  tender  plant,  and  as  a  root  out  of  dry 
ground  :  He  hath  no  form  nor  comeliness  ;  and 
when  we  shall  see  Him,  there  is  no  beauty  that 
we  should  desire  Him. 

L.  He  is  despised  and  rejected  of  men  ;  a 
man  of  sorrows,  and  acquainted  with  grief  :  and 
we  hid  as  it  were  our  faces  from  Him  ;  He  was 
despised,  and  we  esteemed  Him  not. 

R.  Surely  He  hath  borne  our  griefs,  and  car- 
ried our  sorrows :  yet  we  did  esteem  Him 
stricken,  smitten  of  God,  and  afflicted. 

But  He  was  wounded  for  our  transgressions. 
He  was  bruised  for  our  iniquities :  the  chastise- 
ment of  our  peace  was  upon  Him  ;  and  with  His 
Stripes  we  are  healed. 

All  we  like  sheep  have  gone  astray ;  we  have 
turned  every  one  to  His  own  way ;  and  the 
Lord  hath  laid  on  Him  the  iniquity  of  us  all. 

He  was  oppressed,  and  He  was  afflicted,  yet 
He  opened  not  His  mouth  :  He  is  brought  as  a 
lamb  to  the  slaughter,  and  as  a  sheep  before  her 
shearers  is  dumb,  so  He  openeth  not  His  mouth. 

And  when  they  had  platted  a  crown  of  thorns, 
they  put  it  upon  His  head,  and  a  reed  in  His  right 
hand  :  and  they  bowed  the  knee  before  Him,  and 
mocked  Him,  saying,  Hail,  King  of  the  Jews ! 

And  they  spit  upon  Him,  and  took  the  reed, 
and  smote  Him  on  the  head. 

And  after  that  they  had  mocked  Him,  they 
took  the  robe  ofiFfrom  Him,  and  put  His  own  rai- 
ment on  Him,  and  led  Him  away  to  crucify  Him. 

And  as  they  came  out,  they  found  a  man  of 
Cyrene,  Simon  by  name  :  him  they  compelled 
to  bear  His  cross. 

And  when  they  were  come  unto  a  place  called 
Golgotha,  that  is  to  say,  a  place  of  a  skull. 

They  gave  Him  vinegar  to  drink  mingled  with 
gall :  and  when  He  had  tasted  thereof.  He  would 
not  drink. 

And  they  crucified  Him,  and  parted  His  gar- 
ments, casting  lots :  that  it  might  be  fulfilled 
which  was  spoken  by  the  prophet,  They  parted 
my  garments  among  them,  and  upon  my  vesture 
did  they  cast  lots. 

And  sitting  down  they  watched  Him  there ; 

And  set  up  over  His  head  His  accusation  writ- 
ten, This  is  Jesus  the  King  of  the  Jews. 

Then  were  there  two  thieves  crucified  with 
Him ;  one  on  the  right  hand,  and  another  on 
the  left. 


And  they  that  passed  by  reviled  Him,  wag* 
ging  their  heads, 

And  saying,  Thou  that  destroy  est  the  temple, 
and  buildest  it  in  three  days,  save  Thyself.  If 
Thou  be  the  Son  of  God,  come  down  from  the 
cross. 

Likewise  also  the  chief  priests  mocking  Him, 
with  the  scribes  and  elders,  said. 

He  saved  others ;  Himself  He  can  not  save. 
If  He  be  the  King  of  Israel,  let  Him  now  come 
down  from  the  cross,  and  we  will  believe  Him. 

He  trusted  in  God ;  let  Him  deliver  Him  now, 
if  He  will  have  Him  :  for  He  said,  I  am  the  Son 
of  God. 

The  thieves  also,  which  were  crucified  with 
Him,  cast  the  same  in  His  teeth. 

Now  from  the  sixth  hour  there  was  darkness 
over  all  the  land  unto  the  ninth  hour. 

And  about  the  ninth  hour  Jesus  cried  with  a 
loud  voice  saying,  Eli,  Eli,  lama  sabachthani  ? 
that  is  to  say.  My  God,  my  God,  why  hast  Thou 
forsaken  Me  ? 

Some  of  them  that  stood  there,  when  they 
heard  that,  said.  This  man  calleth  for  Elias. 

And  straitway  one  of  them  ran,  and  took  a 
sponge,  and  filled  it  with  vinegar,  and  put  it  on 
a  reed,  and  gave  Him  to  drink. 

The  rest  said,  Let  be,  let  us  see  whether  Elias 
will  come  to  save  Him. 

Jesus,  when  He  had  cried  again  with  a  loud 
voice,  yielded  up  the  ghost. 

And  behold,  the  veil  of  the  temple  was  rent  in 
twain  from  the  top  to  the  bottom  ;  and  the  earth 
did  quake,  and  the  rocks  rent ; 

And  the  graves  were  opened ;  and  many 
bodies  of  the  saints  which  slept  arose. 

And  came  out  of  the  graves  after  His  resurrec- 
tion, and  went  into  the  holy  city,  and  appeared 
unto  many. 

The  first  day  of  the  week  cometh  Mary  Mag- 
dalene early,  when  it  was  yet  dark,  unto  the 
sepulchre,  and  seeth  the  stone  taken  away  from 
the  sepulchre. 

Then  she  runneth,  and  cometh  to  Simon 
Peter,  and  to  the  other  disciple,  whom  Jesus 
loved,  and  saith  unto  them,  They  have  taken 
away  the  Lord  out  of  the  sepulchre,  and  we 
know  not  where  they  have  laid  Him. 

Peter  therefore  went  forth,  and  that  other  dis- 
ciple, and  came  to  the  sepulchre. 

So  they  ran  both  together :  and  the  other  dis- 
ciple did  outrun  Peter,  and  came  first  to  the 
sepulchre. 

And  he  stooping  down,  and  looking  in,  saw 
the  linen  clothes  lying  ;  yet  went  he  not  in. 

Then  cometh  Simon  Peter  following  him,  and 
went  into  the  sepulchre,  and  seeth  the  linen 
clothes  lie, 

And  the  napkin,  that  was  about  His  head,  not 
lying  with  the  linen  clothes,  but  wrapped  to- 
gether in  a  place  by  itself. 

Then  went  in  also  that  other  disciple,  which 
came  first  to  the  sepulchre,  and  he  saw,  and  be- 
lieved. 

For  as  yet  they  knew  not  the  Scripture,  that 
He  must  rise  again  from  the  dead. 

Then  the  disciples  went  away  again  unto  their 
own  home. 

But  Mary  stood  without  at  the  sepulchre 
weeping :  and  as  she  wept,  she  stooped  down, 
and  looked  into  the  sepulchre, 

And  seeth  two  angels  in  white  sitting,  the  one 


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at  the  head,  and  the  other  at  the  feet,  where  the 
body  of  Jesus  had  lain. 

And  they  say  unto  her,  Woman,  why  weepest 
thou  ?  She  saith  unto  them,  Because  they  have 
taken  away  my  Lord,  and  I  know  not  where 
they  have  laid  Him. 

And  when  she  had  thns  said,  she  tmned  her- 
self back,  and  saw  Jesus  standing,  and  knew  not 
that  it  was  Jesus. 

Jesus  saith  unto  her,  Woman,  why  weepest 
thou  ?  whom  seekest  thou?  She,  supposing  Him 
to  be  the  gardener,  saith  unto  Him,  Sir,  if  thou 
have  borne  Him  hence,  tell  me  where  thou  hast 
laid  Him,  and  I  will  take  Him  away. 

Jesus  saith  unto  her,  Mary.  She  turned  her- 
self, and  saith  unto  Him,  Rabboni ;  which  is  to 
say,  Master. 

Jesus  saith  unto  her,  Touch  Me  not ;  for  I  am 
not  yet  ascended  to  My  Father :  but  go  to  My 
brethren,  and  say  unto  them,  I  ascend  unto  My 
Father,  and  your  Father ;  and  to  My  God,  and 
your  God. 

Mary  Magdalene  came  and  told  the  disciples 
that  she  had  seen  the  Lord,  and  that  He  had 
Spoken  these  things  unto  her. 


NUMBER  XX I  11. 


Leader,  And  Jesus  called  a  little  child  unto 
Him,  and  set  him  in  the  midst  of  them, 

Response.  And  said,  Verily  I  say  unto  you, 
except  ye  be  converted  and  become  as  little 
children,  ye  shall  not  enter  into  the  kingdom 
of  heaven. 

L.  Whosoever  therefore  shall  humble  himself 
as  this  little  child,  the  same  is  greatest  in  the 
kingdom  of  heaven. 

R.  And  whoso  shall  receive  one  such  little 
child  in  My  name,  receiveth  Me. 

That  our  sons  may  be  as  plants  grown  up  in 
their  youth ; 

That  our  daughters  may  be  as  corner-stones, 
polished  after  the  similitude  of  a  palace. 

For  He  hath  strengthened  the  bars  of  thy 
gates;  He  hath  blessed  thy  children  within  thee. 

Honor  thy  father  and  thy  mother,  as  the  Lord 
thy  God  hath  commanded  thee : 

That  it  may  go  well  with  thee,  in  the  land 
which  the  Lord  thy  God  giveth  thee. 

My  son,  hear  the  instruction  of  thy  father, 
and  forsake  not  the  law  of  thy  mother. 

For  they  shall  be  an  ornament  of  grace  unto 
thy  head,  and  chains  about  thy  neck. 

Children,  obey  your  parents  in  the  Loi-d  ;  for 
this  is  right. 

Come  ye  children,  hearken  unto  Me ;  I  will 
teach  you  the  fear  of  the  Lord. 

And  these  words  which  I  command  thee  this 
day,  shall  be  in  thine  heart ; 

And  thou  shalt  teach  them  diligently  unto  thy 
children,  and  shalt  talk  of  them  when  thou  sit- 
test  in  thine  house,  and  when  thou  walkest  by 
the  way,  and  when  thou  liest ,  down,  and  when 
thou  risest  up. 

And  thou  shalt  bind  them  for  a  sign  upon  thy 
hand,  and  they  shall  be  as  frontlets  between 
thine  eyes. 

Hear,  O  my  son,  and  receive  my  sayiigs ;  and 
the  years  of  thy  life  shall  be  many. 

I  have  taught  thee  in  the  way  of  wisdom  ;  I 
have  led  Uiee  in  right  paths. 


Take  fast  hold  of  instruction ;  let  her  not  go ; 
keep  her,  for  she  is  thy  life. 

A  wise  son  maketh  a  glad  father :  but  a  fool- 
ish son  is  the  heaviness  of  his  mother. 

Train  up  a  child  in  the  way  he  should  go ; 
and  when  he  is  old  he  will  not  depart  from  it. 

And  ye,  fathers,  provoke  not  your  children  to 
wrath ;  but  bring  them  up  in  the  nurture  and 
admonition  of  the  Lord. 

Only  take  heed  to  thyself,  and  keep  thy  soul 
diligently,  lest  thou  forget  the  things  which 
thine  eyes  have  seen,  and  lest  they  depart  iix>m 
thy  heart  all  the  days  of  thy  life ; 

But  teach  them  to  thy  sons  and  thy  son's  sons ; 
that  they  may  learn  to  fear  Me  all  the  days  that 
they  shall  live  upon  the  earth,  and  that  they 
may  teach  their  children. 

And  they  brought  young  children  to  Him, 
that  He  should  touch  them  : 

And  His  disciples  rebuked  those  that  brought 
them.  But  when  Jesus  saw  it  He  was  much 
displeased. 

And  said  unto  them,  Suffer  the  little  children 
to  come  unto  Me,  and  forbid  them  not :  for  of 
such  is  the  kingdom  of  God. 

And  He  took  them  up  in  His  arms,  put  Hia 
hands  upon  them,  and  blessed  them. 


NUMBER  XXIV. 


Leader.  Though  I  speak  with  the  tongues  of 
men  and  of  angels,  and  have  not  charity  ;  I  am 
become  as  sounding  brass,  or  a  tinkling  cymbaL 

Response.  And  though  I  have  the  gift  of 
prophecy,  and  understand  all  mysteries,  and  all 
knowledge  ;  and  though  I  have  all  faith,  so  that 
I  could  remove  mountains,  and  have  not  charity, 
I  am  nothing. 

L,  And  though  I  bestow  all  My  goods  to  feed 
the  poor,  and  though  I  give  My  body  to  be 
burned,  and  have  not  charity,  it  profiteth  me 
nothing. 

R.  Charity  suffereth  long,  and  is  kind ;  char- 
ity envieth  not ;  charity  vaunteth  not  itself,  is 
not  puffed  up. 

Doth  not  behave  itself  unseemljr,  seeketh  not 
her  own,  is  not  easily  provoked,  thinketh  no  evil; 

Rejoiceth  not  in  iniquity,  but  rejoiceth  in  the 
truth; 

Beareth  all  things,  belie veth  all  things,  hopeth 
all  things,  endureth  all  things. 

Charity  never  faileth  :  but  whether  there  be 
prophecies,  they  shall  fail ;  whether  there  be 
tongues,  they  shall  cease ;  whether  there  be 
knowledge,  it  shall  vanish  away. 

For  we  know  in  part,  and  we  prophecy  in  part. 

But  when  that  which  is  perfect  is  come,  then 
that  which  is  in  part  shall  be  done  away. 

When  I  was  a  child,  I  spak«  as  a  child,  I  under- 
stood as  a  child,  I  thought  as  a  child  :  but  when 
I  became  a  man,  I  put  away  childish  things. 

For  now  we  see  through  a  glass,  darkly  ;  but 
then  face  to  face  :  now  I  know  in  part ;  but  then 
shall  I  know  even  as  also  I  am  known. 

And  now  abideth  faith,  hope,  charity  these 
three ;  but  the  greatest  of  these  is  charity. 

Behold,  what  manner  of  love  the  Father  Lath 
bestowed  upon  us,  that  we  should  be  called  the 
sons  of  God  :  therefore  the  world  knoweth  'os 
not,  because  it  knew  Him  not. 

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'4ot]i  not  yet  appear  what  we  shall  be :  but  we 
know  that,  when  He  shall  appear,  we  shall  be 
like  Him  ;  for  we  shall  see  Him  as  He  is. 

And  every  man  that  hath  this  hope  in  hita 
purifieth  himself,  even  as  he  is  pure. 

The  ransomed  of  the  Lord  shall  return,  and 
come  to  Zion  with  songs  and  everlasting  joy 
-upon  their  heads : 

They  shall  obtain  joy  and  gladness,  and  sor- 
row and  sighing  shall  flee  away. 

In  Thy  presence  is  fullness  of  joy  >  at  Thy 
right  hand  there  are  pleasures  for  evermore. 

Eye  hath  not  seen,  nor  ear  heard,  neither  have 
entered  into  the  heart  of  man,  the  things  which 
Ood  hath  prepared  for  them  that  love  Him. 

The  gift  of  God  is  eternal  life,  through  Jesus 
Christ  our  Lord.  I  shall  be  satisfied,  when  I 
Awake,  with  Thy  likeness. 

Whosoever  committeth  sin  transgresseth  also 
the  law :  for  sin  is  the  transgression  of  the  law. 

And  ye  know  that  He  was  manifested  to  take 
away  our  sins ;  and  in  Him  is  no  sin. 

Whosoever  abideth  in  Him  sinneth  not ;  who- 
soever sinneth  hath  not  seen  Him,  neither 
known  Him. 

Little  children,  let  no  man  deceive  you :  he 
that  doeth  righteousness  is  righteous,  even  as  He 
is  righteous. 

He  that  committeth  sin  is  of  the  devil ;  for  the 
devil  sinneth  from  the  beginning.  For  this  pur- 
pose the  Son  of  God  was  manifested,  that  He 
might  destroy  the  works  of  the  devil. 

In  this  the  children  of  God  are  manifest,  and 
the  children  of  the  devil :  whosoever  doeth  not 
righteousness  is  not  of  God,  neither  he  that 
loveth  not  his  brother. 

For  this  is  the  message  that  ye  heard  from  the 
beginning,  that  ye  should  love  one  another. 


NUMBER  XXV, 


Leader.  My  son,  forget  not  my  law ;  twt  let 
ihine  heart  keep  my  commandments  : 

Response.  For  length  of  days,  and  long  life, 
and  peace,  shall  they  add  to  thee. 

L.  Let  not  mercy  and  truth  forsake  thee: 
bind  them  about  thy  neck ;  write  them  upon  the 
table  of  thine  heart : 

R.  So  shalt  thou  find  favor  and  good  under- 
Standing  in  the  sight  of  God  and  man. 

Trust  in  the  Lord  with  all  thine  heart ;  and 
lean  not  unto  thine  own  understanding. 

In  all  thy  ways  acknowledge  Him,  and  He 
shall  direct  thy  paths. 

Be  not  wise  in  thine  own  eyes :  fear  the  Lord, 
and  depart  from  evil. 

It  shall  be  health  to  thy  navel,  and  tnarrow 
to  thy  bones. 

Honor  the  Lord  with  thy  substance,  and  with 
the  first-fruits  of  all  thine  increase  : 

So  shall  thy  barns  be  filled  with  plenty,  and 
thy  presses  shall  burst  out  with  new  wine. 

My  son,  despise  not  the  chastening  of  the 
Lord  ;  neither  be  weary  of  His  correction  : 

For  whom  the  Lord  loveth  He  correcteth; 
even  as  a  father  the  son  in  whom  he  delighteth. 

Happy  is  the  man  that  findeth  wisdom,  and 
the  man  that  getteth  understanding : 

For  the  merchandise  of  it  is  better  than  the 
merchandise  of  silver,  and  the  gain  thereof  than 
fine  gold. 


She  is  more  precious  than  rubies ;  and  all  the 
things  thou  canst  desire  are  not  to  be  compared 
unto  her. 

Length  of  days  is  in  her  right  hand ;  and  in 
her  left  riches  and  honor. 

Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness,  and  all 
her  paths  are  peace. 

She  is  a  tree  of  life  to  them  that  lay  hold  upon 
her  :  and  happy  is  every  one  that  retaineth  her. 

The  Lord  by  wisdom  hath  founded  theearth ;  by 
understanding  hath  He  established  the  heavens. 

By  His  knowledge  the  depths  are  broken  up, 
and  the  clouds  drop  down  the  dew. 

My  son,  let  not  them  depart  from  thine  eyes  t 
keep  sound  wisdom  and  discretion  : 

So  shall  they  be  Ufe  unto  thy  soul,  and  grace 
to  thy  neck. 

Then  shalt  thou  walk  in  thy  way  safely,  and 
thy  foot  shall  not  stumble. 

When  thou  liest  down,  thou  shalt  not  be 
afraid  :  yea,  thou  shalt  lie  down,  and  thy  sleep' 
shall  be  sweet. 

Remember  now  thy  Greater  in  the  days  of 
thy  youth,  while  the  evil  days  come  not,  nor  the 
years  draw  nigh,  when  thou  shalt  say,  I  have  no 
pleasure  in  them ; 

While  the  sun,  or  the  light,  or  the  moon,  oi 
the  stars,  be  not  darkened,  nor  the  clouds  re- 
turn after  the  rain : 

In  the  day  when  the  keepers  of  the  house 
shall  tremble,  and  the  strong  men  shall  bow 
themselves,  and  the  grinders  cease  because  they 
are  few,  and  those  that  look  out  of  the  windows 
be  darkened, 

And  the  doors  shall  be  shut"  in  the  streets, 
when  the  sound  of  the  grinding  is  low,  and  He 
shall  rise  up  at  the  voice  of  the  bird,  and  all  the 
daughters  of  music  shall  be  brought  low ; 

Also  when  they  shall  be  afraid  of  that  which 
is  high,  and  fears  shall  be  in  the  way,  and  the 
almond  tree  shall  flourish,  and  the  grasshopper 
shall  be  a  burden,  and  desire  shall  fail :  because 
man  goeth  to  his  long  home,  and  the  mourners 
go  about  the  streets : 

Or  ever  the  silver  cord  be  loosed,  or  the 
golden  bowl  be  broken,  or  the  pitcher  be  broken 
at  the  fountain,  or  the  wheel  broken  at  the  cis- 
tern. 

Then  shall  the  dust  return  to  the  earth  as  it 
was :  and  the  spirit  shall  return  unto  God  who 
gave  it. 

Vanity  of  vanities,  saith  the  Preacher ;  all  is 
vanity. 

And  moreover,  because  the  Preacher  was  wise, 
He  still  taught  the  people  knowledge  ;  yea,  He 
gave  good  heed,  and  sought  out,  and  set  in  order 
many  proverbs. 

The  Preacher  sought  to  find  out  acceptable 
words :  and  that  which  was  written  was  upright, 
even  words  of  truth. 

The  words  of  the  wise  are  as  goads,  and  as 
nails  fastened  by  the  masters  of  assemblies, 
which  are  given  from  one  shepherd. 

And  further,  by  these.  My  son,  be  admon- 
ished :  of  making  many  books  there  is  no  end ; 
and  much  study  is  a  weariness  of  the  flesh. 

Let  us  hear  the  conclusion  of  the  whole  mat- 
ter :  fear  God,  and  keep  His  commandments : 
for  this  is  the  whole  duty  of  man. 

For  God  shall  bring  every  work  into  judg- 
ment, with  every  secret  thing,  whether  it  b« 
good,  or  whether  it  be  evil. 


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Th«  Franklin  Square  Song  Collection,  compiled  by  J.  P.  McCaskey,  comprises  Eight  Nani!)erB  srf  176 
pageo  each.  Bach  book  contains  200  favorite  songs  and  hymns  with  much  reading  matter  relating  to  music. 
The  page  aflFords<so  much  space  that  a  surprisingly  large  amount  of  music  is  given  here  in  clear  type.  An  old 
song  is  often  wanted— the  figure  after  each  title  shows  the  Number  of  the  Collection  in  which  it  is  found. 


Abide  With  Me,  i 

A  Charge  to  Keep  I  Have,  5 

A  Dainty  Plant  is  the  Ivy,  8 

Adeste  Fideles,  6 

Adieu,  6 

Adieu,  My  Native  Land,  3 

A  Dollar  or  Two,  3 

Ae  Fond  Kiss,  8 

A  Farewell,  4 

A  Few  More  Years  Shall  RoH,  5 

After  Many  Roving  Years,  3 

Age  of  Progress,  S 

A  Glory  Gi'.ds  the  Page,  2 

A  Greenness  Light  and,  4 

Ah,  for  Wings  to  Soar,  3 

Ah,  I  have  Sighed  to  Rest,  3 

Ah,  So  Pure  !  3 

A  Hermit  There  Was,  5 

A  Hundred  Years  to  Come,  3 

Alas  and  Did  My  Saviour,  i 

A  Last  Prayer,  8 

Alice  Gray,  6 

Alice,  Where  Art  Thou  ?  3 

A  Lite  on  the  Ocean  W         3 

All  Among  the  Barley, 

All  Around  My  Hat,  8 

All  by  the  Shady  Greenwood,  s 

All  Glory,  Laud  and  Honor,  6 

All  Hail  the  Power,  2 

All's  Well,  8 

All  That  Glitters  is  Not  Gold,  8 

All  the  Saints  Adore  Thee,  i 

All  Things  Love  Thee,  8 

All  Together,  i 

Alphabet  Song,  5 

Alpine  Horn,  i 

A  Man's  a  Man  for  a'  That,  6 

American  Cradle  Song,  3 

Amid  the  Greenwood,  4 

A  Mighty  Fortress,  2  . 

Andreas 'Hofer,  6 

An  Evening  Song,  8 

Angelic  Songs  are  Swelling,  i 

Angel  of  Peace,  4 

Angels  Ever  Bright  and  Pair,  2 

Angels  from  Realms  of  Glory,  6 

Angry  Words,  3 

Angus  Macdonald,  8 

Anna  Song,  5 

Annie  Laurie,  i 

Annie's  Tryst,  6 

Answers,  6 

Anvil  Chorus,  5 

A  Poor  Wayfaring  Man, 

Araby's  Daughter,  5 

Arbor  Day  Song,  8 

Are  There  Tidings  ?  4 

Are  Ye  Sleepin',  Maggie?  5 

Arms  are  strong  and  Hearts,  4 

Art  Thou  Weary  ?  5 

As  a  Little  Child,  I 

As  I'd  Nothing  Else  to  Do,  5 

A  Soldier's  Liie,  2 

As  Pants  the  Wearied  Hart,  1 

A  Spring  Song,  5, 

As  the  Wind  Blows,  8 

As  with  Gladness  Men  of  Old,  7 

At  Evening  Time,  4 

At  the  Ferry,  6 

A  Thousand  Leagues  Away,  6 

Auf  Wiedersehn,  2 

Auld  Lang  Syne,  i 

Auld  Robin  Gray,  3 

Aunt  Jemima's  Plaster,  8 

Austrian  National  Hymn,  3 

Autumn  Dreaming.  4 

Ave  Maria  {Gounod).  7 

Ave  Maria  (Schubert),  7 

Awake,  My  Soul,  3,  4 

A  Warrior  Bold,  7 

Away !  Away  !  (Massaniello),  1 

Away  Now,  Joyful  Riding,  4 

Away  to  School,  2 

Away  to  the  Mountain,  7 

Away  with  Melancholy,  6 

A  Wet  Sheet,  a  Flowing  Sea,  5| 

Baby  Bye,  Here's  a  Fly,  1 

Baby's  Skies,  8 

Backward,  Turn  Backward,  4 

Baloo,  My  Wee,  Wee  Thing,  3 

Banks  of  Allan  Water,  6 

BanksoftheLee,  8 


Bamey'Buntline,  8 

Basseti,  6 

Battle  Eve,  4 

Battle  Hymn  of  Republic,  3 

Battle  Prayer,  5 

Bay  of  Dublin,  2 

Beats  There  a  Heart  ^ncere,  4 

Beautiful  Bells,  6 

Beautiful  Day,  8 

Beautiful  Faces,  3 

Beautiful  Minka,  C 

Beautiful  Rhine,  7 

Beautiful  Sea,  3 

Beautiful  Spring  Time,  a  ' 

Beautiful  Venice,  2 

Because  He  Loved  You  So,  7^ 

Bedouin  Love  Song.  6 

Behold  How  Brightly,  6 

Be  Hushed,  My  Dear,  6 

Be  Kind  to  the  Loved  Ones,  3 

Bell  is  Ringing,  2 

Bells  of  Aberdovey,  7 

Bells  of  Shandon  3 

Be  Mine,  7 

Ben  Bolt,  5 

Beside  a  Green  Meadow,  8 

Beside  the  Mill,  I 

Better  Land,  6 

Better  Wish,  2 

Beulah  Land,  t 

Bibabutzeman,  5 

Bid  Me  Good-Bye,5 

Billy  Boy,  3 

Birdie  in  the  Cradle,  3 

Birdie  Sweet,  7 

Bird  Let  Loose,  i 

Bird  of  the  Forest,  3 

Bird  of  the  Greenwood,  7 

Bird  of  the  Wilderness,  7 

Birds  in  the  Woodland,  a 

Birds  in  the  Night,  5 

Bird  Song,  i 

Blackbird,  6 

Bleib  Bei  Mir,  5 

Blessed  Country,  6 

Blest  be  the  Tie  That  Binds,  5 

Blest  Symbol  of  Blest  Name,  3 

Bloom  On,  My  Roses,  8 

Blossom  Time,  i 

Blue  Alsatian  Mountains,  3 

Blue  Bells  of  Scotland,  I 

Blue  Bird,  i 

Blue-Eyed  Mary,  2 

Blue  Juniata,  3 

Blushing  Maple  Tree,  6 

Boatman's  Return,  3 

Boat  Song,  i 

Boatswain's  Story,  7 

Bohemian  Gipsy  Song,  7 

Bold  be  Your  Stroke,  4 

Bonnie  Blue  Flag,  6 

Bonnie  Charlie's  Now  Awa',  1 

Bonnie  Doon,  I 

Bonnie  Dundee,  6 

Bonnie  Hills  of  Heather,  3^ 

Bonnie  Lad  andgentleLassie,3 

Bounding  Billows,  2 

Bowld  Sojer  Boy,  7 

Braes  o'  Balquither,  3 

BroES  o'  Gleniffer,  7 

Brahmin  Love  Song,  4 

Brave  Old  Oak,  2 

Bread  of  the  World,  4 

Break,  Break,  Break,  3 

Bread  to  PilgrimsGiven,  6 

Breathings  of  Spring,  2 

Breeze  from  Home,  3 

Bridal  Chorus  {Lohengrin),  3 

Bride  Bells,  3 

Bride's  Farewell,  8 

Brightest  and  Best,  3 

Brightly,  2 

Brightly  Glows  the  Morning,  3 

Bright,  Rosy  Morning,  3 

Bright  Morning,  Hail,  4 

Bright  Star  of  Hope,  5 

Bring  Flowers,  4 

Broken  Ring,  3 

Brother  and  I,  $ 

Brother  so  Fine,  ■.» 

Buttercup  Test,  7 

But  the  Lord  is  Mindful.  3 


Buy  My  Roses,  7 
Buy  My  Strawberries,  4 
By  Cool  Siloam's  Shady  Rill,  i 
Bye-lo,  Baby,  Bye,  7 
By  the  Blue  Sea,  6 
By  Quiet  Water  Gleaming,  4 
By  the  Sad  Sea  Waves,  2 
By  the  Well  Before  the  Door,  6 
Caller  Herrin,  3 
Call  Me  Pet  Names,  7 
Call  Me  Thine  Own,  5 
Calm  on  the  Listening  Ear,  I 
Calm  O'er  the  Ocean  Blue,  8 
Campbells  are  Coming,  5 
Canadian  Boat  Song,  4 
Carol,  Brothers,  Carol,  3 
Cai'ol,  Carol,  Christians,  7 
Carrier  Dove,  2 
Castanets  are  Sounding,  6 
Castles  in  Spain,  6 
Cast  thy  Bread  on  the  Waters,  6 
Cast  thy  Burden  on  the  Lord,  6 
Chapel,  2 

Cheer,  Boys,  Cheer,  2 
Cheerily,  Cheerily,  4 
Cheerily  the  Bugle  Sounds,  3 
Cherish  Faith  in  one  another,  6 
Cherish  Kindly  Feelings,  3, 
Cherries  are  Ripe,  8 
Cherries  Ripe,  i 
Cherry  Ripe  {Horn),  8 
Chide  Mildly  the  Erring,  1 
Child  of  Earth,  2 
Child  of  the  Regiment,  3 
Children  of  Heavenly  King,4 
Children's  Hosanna,  6 
Children's  Kingdom,  6 
Child's  Hymn,  i 
Chime  Again, Beautiful  Bells,  3 
Chime  On,  Old  Bells,  6 
Chimes  of  Zurich,  8 
Christ  is  Born  in  Bethlehem,  4 
Christ  is  Bom,  3,  7 
Christmas  Bells  are  Sound'g,  3 
Christmas  Day,  8 
Christmas  Hymn,  6,  7 
Christmas  is  Coming,  4 
Christmas  is  Here,  4 
Christmas  Song,  5 
Christmas  Tree,  6 
Christmas  Time  is  Come,  i 
Christ  was  Bom  on  Xmas  day.i 
Clang  of  the  Wooden  Shoon,  4 
Claudine,  6 
Clear  the  Way,  2 
Clochette,  7 
Qover  So  White,  8 
Cock  Robin  and  JennyWren,  s 
Coid  Water  Song,  4 
Columbia,  God  Preserve,  2 
Columbia,  Gem  of  the  Ocean,  1 
Come  Again,  2 
Come,  All  Ye  Faithful,  i 
Come,  all  ye  Jolly  Shepherds,  5 
Come  and  See  Me,  Mary  Ann,  2 
Come  Watch  the  Daylight  7 
Come  and  Worship,  6 
Come  Away,  Lads,  to  Labor,  6 
Come  Away  to  the  Fields,  6 
Come  Back,  Sweet  May,  3 
Come  Back  to  Erin,  5 
Come.Boor,  Your  Little  Blue,  5 
Come,  Cheerful  Companions,  3 
Come,  Come,  Come,  I 
Come,  Come,  Quickly  Away,  4 
Come,  Girls,  Come,  8 
Come,  Haste  Away,  7 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  5 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  1,  4 
Come,  Humble  Sinner,  8 
Come,  Hunters,  Come,  7 
Come,  Join  in  Merry  Chorus,  5 
Come,  Join  Our  Ch'ful  Songs,  5 
Come,  Let  us  Learn  to  Sing,  6 
Come,  Listen,  Dear  Child,  8 
Come,  Gallant  Soldier,  Come,  3 
Come,  O  Come  with  Me,  2 
Come  out,  'tis  now  Sept'ber,  5 
Come,  Rest  in  This  Bosom,  5 
Come,  Said  Jesus'  Voice,  4 
Come,  SingThat  Air  Again,  2 
Come,  Sing  This  Round,  7 


Come,  Sing  to  Me  Again,  8 

Come.Thou  Almighty  King,3,4 

Come,  Thou  Fount,  3  . 

Come  to  the  Forest,  8  ; 

Come  to  the  Home,  3   ', 

Come  to  the  Meadows,  5 

Come  to  the  Old  Oak  Tree,  i 

Come  to  the  Sea,  4 

Come  to  Sparkl'g  Fountain,  j 

Come,  Trembling  Sinner,  4 

Come  unto  Him,  4,  8 

Come  When  the  Twilight,  5 

Come  When  Thou  Wilt,  7 

Come  Where  Flowers,  3 

Come  Where  Aspens  Quiver,  7 

Come  Where  the  Sunlight,  8 

Come  with  the  Gypsy  Bride,  I 

Come  with  Thy  Lute,  2 

Come,  Ye  Disconsolate,  i 

Come,  Ye  Sinners,  4 

Come  Ye  that  Love  the  Lord,  8 

Comin'  Thro'  the  Rye,  i 

Commit  Thy  Ways,  7 

Confide  Ye  aye  in  Providence,  5 

Coronation,  2 

County  Guy,  7 

Cousin  Tedediah,  7 

Crabbed  Age  and  Youth,  8 

Cracovian  Maid,  5 

Cradled  All  Lowly,  6 

Cradle  Hymn,  i 

Cradle  Song,  8 

Cradle  Song  of  Soldier's  Wife,  3 

Cradle  Songs,  i,  3 

Crown  Him  with  Crowns,  3 

Cuckoo,  2,  5 

Cuckoo,  Welcome  thy  Song;  s 

Cuddle  Doon,  5 

Cup  of  Joy,  7 

Daddy,  7 

Dance  of  the  Fairies,  6 

Dance  On  Forever,  5 

Danube  River,  2 

Darby  and  Joan,  4 

Dark  Day  of  Horror,  6 

Darling,  Go  to  Rest,  8  j 

Dawn  of  Day,  7 

Day  is  Gone,  Night  is  Come,  i 

Daylight  Closes  round  us,  8 

Dayl't  Fades,  Even'g  Shades,  4 

Daylight  Slowly  Fades,  6 

Day  of  Wonder,  2 

Day  on  the  Mountain,  8 

Days  of  Absence,  2 

Deadly  Cup,  i 

Dearest  Love,  Remembet,  5 

Dearest  Native  Land,  6 

Dearest  Spot,  i 

Dear  Father,  Drink  No  More,4 

Dear  Little  Shamrock,  4 

Dear  Native  Home,  6 

Dear  Santa  Claus,  7 

Dear  Summer  Mom,  8 

Deck  the  Hall  with  Holly,  S 

Deep  are  the  Wounds,  4 

Departed  Days,  5 

Departed  Days  {Root),  6 

Depth  of  Mercy,  5 

Dermot  Astore,  4 

Der  Rose  Sendung,  3 

Deserted  by  Wanmg  Moon,  I 

Ding-Dong,  8 

Dip,  Bojrs,  Dip  the  Oar,  4 

Distant  Drum,  4 

Distant  Shore,  5 

Distur;  >  Not  His  Slumbers,  6 

Dolorcus  Ditty,  8 

Don't  Kill  the  Birds,  8 

Don't  Leave  Mother,  Tom,  5 

Do  They  Miss  Me  at  Home,  3 

Do  They  Think  of  Me,  2 

Douglas,  Tender  and  True,  3 

Down  in  a  Coal  Mine,  6 

Down  in  the  Neckar  Vale,  8 

Down  the  Bum,  Davie,  6 

Down  the  Stream  Cheerily,  3 

Do  You  Think  of  the  Days,  6 

Do  You  Think  of  the  Days,  8 

Draw  the  Sword,  Scotland,f4 

Dream  Faces,  5 

Dreaming  Golden  Dreama,  7  . 

Dreamland,  5 


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Dream  On,  Yonng  Hearta,  s 

DrcBins,  6 
Driit,  My  Bark,  6 
Drink  to  Me  Only  with  Eyes,  7 
Dry  the  Tear  for  Holy  Eva,  7 
Dublin  Bay,  4 
Dunois,  the  Brave,  6 
Ehren  on  the  Rhine,  4 
eiapopeia,  My  Baby,  Sleep,  3 
tjileen  Achora,  2 
embarrassment,  8 
Euchauted  Isle,  6 
Ere  the  Twilight  Bat,  6 
Evangeline,  2 
Hveuing  Bells,  8 
Eve'g  Hymn,  Ave  Sanctiss.,  i 
Eve'ng  Hymn  (Mendelssohn),  3 
Evening  Hymn  (Hatton),  6 
Eveninp'  Shades  are  Palling,  8 
Even  Me,  i 
Ever  be  Happy,  4 
Ever  of  Thee,  2 
Ever  to  the  Right,  8 
Every  Inch  a  Sailor,  8 
Eve's  Lamentation,  5 
Exile  of  Erin,  4 
Eyes  So  Blue  and  Dreaming,  6 
Faded  Flowers,  6 
Fade,  Each  Earthly  Joy,  6 
Fading,  Still  Fading,  3 
Faint  a  Lonely  Rose  Tree,  7 
Faint  a<id  Wearily,  8 
Faintly  as  Tolls  the  Chime,  4 
.  Faintly  Flow,  Falling  River,  3 
Fair  as  the  Morning,  i 
Fairest  Lord  Jesus,  4 
Fairies'  Dance,  7 
Fair  Land  of  Hope,  8 
Fair  Land  of  Poland,  $ 
Fair  Luna,  6 
Fairy  Ring,  3 
Faithful  Johnnie,  3 
Faithful  Comrade,  8 
Faithful  Little  Bird,  i 
Fallen  Thy  Throne,  O  Israel,  4 
Far  Above  the  Deep  Blue  Sea,  6 
Far  Away,  i 
Fare  Thee  Well,  8 
Fareweel,  Ye  Streams,  6 
Farewell,  but  Whenever,  8 
Farewell  Forever,  5 
Farewell,  Good  Night,  8 
Farewell,  My  Lovely  Nancy,  8 
Farewell,  My  Peaceful  Vale,  5 
Farewell, O  Farewell  to  Thee,  5 
Farewell,  O  Joyous  Grove,  i 
Farewell  Those  HappyHour8,5 
Farewell  to  Lochaber,  i 
Farewell  to  My  Harp,  8 
Farewell  to  the  Woods,  i 
Far,  Far  upon  the  Sea,  3 
Fanner's  Boy,  8 
Far  o'er  Hill  and  Dell,  8 
Far  o'er  the  Sea,  7 
Father,  1  Scarcely  Dare,  8 
Father  Joe,  8 
Father,  on  Thee  I  Call,  5 
Father,  Whate'erof  Earthly,  i 
Feast  of  Roses,  5 
Fiddle-de-dee,  5 
Pine  Old  English  Gentleman,  s 
Fire  of  Home,  4 
First  Christmas  Gifts,  i 
Fisher,  if  beside  that  Stream,  7 
Fishermen's  Chorus,  6 
Five  O'clock  in  the  Morning,  7 
Dlagof  thePree,  i 
Flag  of  Our  Union  Forever,  3 
Flee  as  a  Bird,  3 
Float  Away,  2 
Floating  on  the  Wind,  3 
Flowerets  Blooming,  5 
Flowers  for  the  Brave,  4 
Flowers  of  May,  7 
Flow  Gently,  Sweet  Aftoa,  3 
Flow,  Rio  Verde,  8 
Fly  Away,  Pretty  Moth,  2 
Fold  Thv  Hands,  Little  One,  8 
Follow  Me,  Full  of  Glee,  i 
Fondest  Affections  Cling,  4 
Foot  Traveler,  5 
Foresters  Bold,  7 
Forever  and  Forever,  x 
Forever  and  Forever,  ( Tosti),  4 
Wor  Full  Five  Hund'd  Years,  7 
Oorgive,  t!iro'  Thy  Dear  Son,  4 


Forsaken  Am  I,  4 

For  Tenderness  Formed,  7 
Fourth  of  July  Hymn,  7 
Fox  and  Goose,  5 
Fragrant  Air,  6 
Freedom's  Flag,  i 
Free  from  Slumber,  6 
French  Cradle  Song,  4 
French  Patriotic  Song,  8 
Fresh  and  Strong,  7 
Friends  of  Free<fom,  7 
Friends  We  Never  Forget,  5 
Fritz's  Lullaby,  4 
From  All  That  Dwell,  7 
From  City  Gate,  6 
From  Days  of  Old,  2 
From  Every  Spire,  7 
FromEveryStormy  Wind.s 
From  Greenland's  Icy,  2 
From  Morning  till  Night,  6 
From  Merry  Swiss  Home,8 
From  the  Desert  I  Come,  6 
Pull  and  Harmonious,  3 
Pull  Par  Away  a  City,  i 
Funeral  Dirge,  4 
Gaily  Our  Boat  Glides,  5 
Gaily  Sings  the  Lark,  5 
Gaily  the  Troubadour,  i 
Gaily  Thro'  Life  Wander,  4 
Gascon  Vespers,  6 
Gaudeamus  Igitur,  6 
Gentle  Annie,  7 
Gentle  Breezes  Sighing,  8 
Gentle  Ma'den,  7 
Gentle  Mary,  4 
Gentle  Waves  upon  Deep,  8 
Gentle  Words,  i 
Gentl>  Rest ;  Slumber,  4 
Gently  S'ghs  Breeze,  4,  7 
Geography  Song,  i 
Geraldia  ,C 
Germaa  Cradle  Song,  3 
German  Fatherland,  8 
German  Watchman  Song,3 
Girl  I  Left  Behind  Me,  2 
Give  Me  Jesus,  3 
Give  to  Winds  Thy  Fears,  7 
Give  Us  Our  Daily  Bread,  7 
Glad  Christmas'Bells,  i 
Gleam,  O  Silver  Stream,  6 
Gliding  'mid  the  Poor,  8 
Gloomy  Wintre's  Awa',  8 
Glorious  ThingfS  Spoken,  6 
Glory  and  Love,  4 
Glory  Begun  Below,  8 
Glory  Gilds  Sacred  Page,  2 
God  Bless  Native  Land,  i 
God  for  Us,  6 
God  Hath  SentHis Angels  ,5 
God  Moves  in  Mystenous,4 
God  of  Our  Fathers,  2 
God  Preserve  the  Kaiser,  3 
God  Rest  Ye,  8 
God  Save  Our  Czar,  3 
Go  Down,  Moses,  6 
Go,  Forget  Me,  i 
Going  Home.  Heimgang,  3 
Going  to  Market,  5 
Golden  Days,  4 
Golden  Rule,  i,  7 
Golden  Shore,  2,  5 
Golden  Slumbers  Kiss,  3 
Golden  Stars  are  Shining,6 
Golden  Years  Ago,  6 
Good-Bye,  2 

Good-Bye  at  the  Door,  5 
Good-Bye  to  Summer,  i 
Good-Bye,  Sweetheart,  6 
Good  Cheer,  i 
Good  Night,  I,  2,  4,  5 
GoodNight.Good  M'rn'g,  3 
Good  Night,  Farewell,  7 
Good  Night,  Ls>dies,  6 
Good  Shepherd,  5 
Go  Thou  and  Dream,  6 
Go  to  Sleep, Lena  Darling,4 
Go  Where  Glory  Waits,  3 
Grace,  a  charming  sound,  8 
Grave  of  Bonaparte,  5 
Grave  of  Washington,  6 
Green  Fields  of  America,  5 
Green  Grow  Rashes  O',  4 
Greenwood  Tree,  4 
Groves  of  Blarney,  4 
Guadalquiver,  2 
Guardian  Angel,  8 
Guardian  Mothex«  7 


Guide  Me,  Great  Jehovah,  x,  4 
Gum-Tree  Canoe,  5 
Hail  and  Farewell,  3 
Hail,  Beauteous  Stranger,  4 
Hail  Columbia,  I 
Hail,  Evening  Bright,  3 
Hail,  Thou  Glorious  Scion,  3 
Hail,  Thou  Long  Expected,  7 
Hail,  Thou  Most  Sacred  One,  i 
Hail,  Thou  Once  Despised,  5 
Hail  to  the  Brightness,  2 
Hail  to  the  Chief,  2 
Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed,  8 
Hallelujah  Chorus,  5 
Happy  and  Light,  8 
Happy  and  Merry,  7 
Happy  Are  We  To-Night,  4 
Happy  Bayadere,  3 
Happy  Days  Gone  By,  2 
Happy  Greeting  to  All,  3 
Happy  Land,  i 
Happy  Summer,  8 
Hare  and  Hunter,  7 
Hark  !  Hark  1  My  Soul,  i 
Hark!  Hark!  the  Lark,  8 
Hark!  I  hear  an  Angel  Sing,  7 
Hark!  O'er  the  Stilly  Lake,  4 
Hark!  Ten  Thousand  Harps,  7 
Hark!  the  Glad  Sound,  7 
Hark!  the  Herald  Angels,  2,  7 
Hark!  Those  Holy  Voices,  6 
Hark!  'Tis  the  Angelus,  5 
Hark  to  the  Shrill  Trumpet,  6 
Hark  to  the  Distant  Drum,  4 
Hark!  What  Mystic  Sounds,  8 
Harp  of  My  Country,  8 
Hasten,  Sinner,  to  be  Wise,  2 
Heartache  for  Home,  5 
Hearts  and  Homes,  2 
Hear  the  Birds  of  Summer,  4 
Heaven  is  My  Home,  4 
Heavily  Wears  the  Day,  4 
Heilige  Nacht,  7 
Heirs  of  Unending  Life,  i 
He  Giveth  His  Beloved,  i,  2 
He  Never  Said  He  Loved,  4 
Her  Bright  Eyes  Gleaming,  6 
Her  Bright  Smile,  6 
Her  Eyes  Like  Clouded  Stars,  8 
Herdsman's  Mount'n  Home,  2 
Here  Awa',  There  Awa',  5 
Here's  a  Health  to  All,  5 
Here's  the  Bower,  8 
Here  Under  the  Greenwood,  4 
Here  we  stand, Hand  inHand,  2 
Hero's  Serenade,  3 
He  Sailed  o'er  Ocean  Spray,  7 
He  Was  a  Punchinello,  4 
He  Was  Born  of  Low  Degree,  8 
Highland  Mary,  6 
Hoe  Out  Your  Row,  3 
Ho!  Ho  !  Vacation  Days,  i 
Holly  Wreath,  4 
Holy  Bible,  Book  Divine,  3 
Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  i 
Holy  Spirit,  Source  of,  8 
Home  Again,  5 
Home,  Can  I  Forget  Thee,  6 
Home,  Fare  Thee  Well,' 5 
Home  of  My  Childhood,  5 
Home  of  the  Soul,  i 
Home's  Not  Merely,  3 
Home  So  Blest,  8 
Home,  Sweet  Home,  i 
Homeward  Bound,  3 
Honor  His  Holy  Name,  5 
Hope  Brightly  Gleams,  8 
Hot  Cross  Buns,  5 
Ho,  the  Boating,  8 
Hours  There  Were,  6 
How  Bright  aria  Fair,  5 
How  Can  I  Leave  Thee,  I 
How  Dark  and  Drear,  8 
How  Pair  Art  Thou,  5 
How  Firm  a  Foundation,  4 
How  Gaily  the  Linnet  Sings,  7 
How  Gaily  Rows  theG'dolier,7 
How  Happy  is  the  Child,  i 
How  Happy  We  Have  Been,  7 
How  Lovely  Thy  Note,  8 
How  Softly  are  Glancing,  3 
How  Sweet  the  Name,  4 
How  Tedious  and  Tasteless,  5 
How  the  Wind  Blows,  8 
Hungarian  Cradle  Song,  3 
Hunter's  Farewell,  3 
Hunter's  Song.  3,  6 


Hunting  Song,  1 

Hurdy-Gurdy,  7 

Hush-a-By,  Hush-s-Bgr ,  6 

Hush,  My  Babe,  i 

Hush,  My  Baby,  Sleep,  4 

Hush,  My  Darling,  8 

Hush,  the  Waves  are  RoU'g,  $ 

I  am  Content,  3 

I  am  Dreaming  of  Thee,  7 

I  am  the  Glad  New  Year,  7 

I  Built  a  Bridge  of  Fancies.  6 

I  Cannot  Sing  the  Old  Songs,  3 

I  Come  from  Alabama,  7 

I  Come,  I  Come,  4 

I  Dreamed  a  Dream,  8 

I  Dream  of  All  Things  Free,  s 

I  Dream  of  My  Fatherland,  4 

I  Dreamt  I  Dwelt  in  Marble,  a 

I'd  Offer  Thee  This  Hand,  5 

I'd  Weep  with  Thee,  4 

"If,"  8 

I  Fain  a  Winning  Tale,  8 

If  ever  I  see  on  Bush  or  Tree,  4 

If  I  Were  a  Sunbeam,  8 

If  Thou  HastCrush'dPlow'r,4 

If  Thou  Wert  by  My  Side,  3 

If  You  be  My  May  Margaret,  4 

I  Gave  Her  a  Rose,  5 

I  Had  a  Bird,  a  Little  Bird,  1 

I  Had  Four  Brothers,  i 

I  Had  Gold,  I  Had  Gems,  7 

I  Have  Come  from  Mount'n3,3 

I  Have  Heard  Sweet  Music,  8 

I  Heard  an  Old  Farmer  ,  8 

I  Heard  a  Red  Robin,  7 

I  Heard  the  Wee  Bird  Sing,  3 

I  Hear  Not  a  Footfall,  5 

I  Hear  them  o'er  the  Meadow,^ 

I  Hear  Them  Tell,  4 

I  Hear  the  Robin  Sing,  6 

I  Hear  To-night  the  Bells,  7 

I  Know  a  Bank,  6 

I  Know  an  Eye  so  Bright,  5  ' 

I'll  Do  My  Duty,  2 

I'll  Hang  My  Harp,  5 

ilka  Blade  of  Grass,  5 

I  Lo'ed  Ne'er  a  Laddie,  3 

I'll  Sing  an  Old  Ballad,  5 

I'll  Weep  with  Thee,  8 

I  Love  Little  Pussy,  5 

I  Love  My  Love,  6 

I  Love  the  Merry  Sunshine,  1 

I  Love  the  Song  of  Birds,  I 

I  Love  the  Spring,  6 

I  Love  the  Summer  Time,  3 

I  Love  Thy  Kingdom,  Lord,  3 

I  Love  to  Gaze  on  Smiling,  4 

I  Love  to  Sing,  6 

I  Love  to  Tell  the  Story,  3 

I'm  Afloat !  I'm  Afloat !  8 

I'm  a  Merry  Gypsy  Maid^  6 

I'm  a  Merry  Laughing  Girl,  4 

I'm  a  PUgnm,  4 

I'm  a  Shepherdof  the  Valley,  I 

I'm  Dreaming  Now  of  Hallie,  6 

I  Met  My  Love  in  a  Dream,  8 

I'm  Glad  I  am  a  Farmer,  8 

I'm  Leaving  Thee  in  Sorrow,  7 

I'm  Little  Robin  Redbreast,  7 

I'm  Not  Myself  at  All,  5 

I'm  Saddest  When  I  Sing,  6 

I'm  Sitting  on  the  Stile,  7 

I'm  Very  Pond  of  a  Song,  4 

In  Carlina's  Clime,  8 

In  Childhood,  with  Crown,  6 

In  Days  of  Old  when  Knights,7 

In  Excelsis  Gloria,  7,  8 

In  Flakes  of  a  Feathery,  x 

In  Happy  Moments,  3 

In  Mantua,  in  Fetters,  6 

In  Merry  Chorus,  5 

In  My  Swift  Boat,  6 

Ingleside,  1 

Innisfail,  4 

In  Shadowland,  6 

Integer  Vitae,  6 

In  the  Gloaming,  4 

In  the  Golden  Eventide,  5 

In  the  Land  of  My  Birth,  8 

In  the  Starlight,  2 

In  theWest  the  sun  declining,! 

In  the  Wild  Chamois  Track,  I  , 

In  this  Sheltered  Dell,  7 

Into  the  Silent  Room,  8 

Into  the  Woods  My  Master,  6 

I  Once  Had  a  Comrade,  8 

I  Remember  My  Childh,  4 


398 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


X  Kctnember  aSanny  Vale,  5 

Irish  Bmi(raiit'*  Lament,  7 

i  Sat  Beneath  the  Maples,  5 

I  Saw  a  Shipa-Sailing,  s 

I  Sec  My  Home  in  Twilight,  5 

lale  of  Beauty,  3 

I  Stood  on  the  Bridge,  3 


Italian  Cradle  Song,  3 

It  Came  upon  the  Midnight,  6 

I  Think  When  I  Read  that 

Sweet  Story  of  Old,  3 
It  is  Better  to  Laugh,  3 
It  was  a  Breton  Village,  6 
It  was  the  Noon  of  Night,  7 
I've  Been  Roaming,  a 
I'ye  Been  Thinking  of  Home,  I 
I've  Come  Across  the  Sea,  5 
IWe  Found  a  Joy  in  Sorrow,  3 
I've  Left  Ballymomach,  7 
ITV  Green,  8 

I  Walked  and  I  Walked,  7 
I  Wandered  by  the  Brookside,4 
I  Waa  a  Wandering  Sheep,  5 
I  Was  Seated  at  Thy  Feet,  8 
I  Welcome  Thee,  5 
I  Will  be  Happy  Yet,  3 
X  Will  Lay  Me  Down,  6 
I  Worship  Thee,  Sweet  Will,  7 
I  Woula  I  were  a  Boy  Ag'n,  4,  7 
I  Would  Not  Die  in  Sp'^irae,  7 
I  Would  Not  Live  Alway,  I 
I  Would  That  My  Love,  ; 
~ack  and  Jill,  3 

ack  at  Sea,  7 

amie  !  Jamie  I  8 

amie's  on  the  Stormy  Sea,  6 

anet's  Choice,  i 

eannette  and  Jeannot,  3 

enny  Lind's  Bird  Song,  5 

enny  Lind's  Good  Ni^t,  3 

erusalem,  My  Happy  Home,  I 

erusalem,  the  Golden,  i 

essie.  Flower  of  Dumblane,  5 

esus  is  Mine,  6 

esus.  Lover  of  My  Soul,  1,  a 

esus,  My  All,  to  Heaven,  5 

esus,  O'er  the  Grave,  7 

esus,  the  Very  Thougat,  \ 

ock  o'  Hazeldean,  3 

ohn  Anderson,  My  Jo,  X 

ohn  Brown's  Body,  x 

bhnny  Sands,  2 

bhnny  Schmoker,  8 

oily  Jester,  3 

oily  Old  St.  Nicholas,  i 

'oseph  Baxter  is  My  Name,  3 

oyfully,  Joyfully,  7 

by  in  Sorrow,  3 

oy.  Joy.  Freedom  To-day,  8 

byous  Song,  6 

oys  That  We've  Tasted,  I 

by  to  the  World,  6 

by  Wait  on  Thy  Morrow,  3 

uanita,  3 
Judith !  Our  God  Alone,  5 
Just  as  I  Am,  4 

ust  Touch  the  Harp  Gently,  7 
Kathleen,  7 
Kathleen  Aroon,  3 
Kathleen  Mavoumecn,  S 
Katy  Darling,  3 
Katy's  Letter,  i 
Keen  Blaws  the  Wind,  7 
Keep  a  Light  Heart.  8 
Keller's  American  Hytaa*4. 
Kelvin  Grove,  3 
Kerry  Dance,  4 
Killamey,  3 

Kind  Priends,We  Meet  AcalB,8 
Kindred  Hearts,  3 
Kind  Words  Can  Never  Die,  x 
King  of  Love,  i 
Kiss  of  a  Little  Child,  8 
Kitty  Tyrrell,  3 
Laddie,  7 

Lady  Beatrice's  Luneni.  ( 
Land  Ahead,  i 
Landing  of  the  PllgriiB8.4 

Land  oiDreams  5 

Land  of  Memory,  x 

Land  o'  the  Leal,  i 

Land  of  Our  Fathers  8 

Land  Without  a  Storxa,  8 

Lang  o'  Comin',  6 

I,arboard  Watch,  j 

Last  Greeting,  3 

Urt  night  w£exi>niwM  ami,} 


Last  Rose  of  Summer,  i 
Laughing  Glee,  7 
Lavender's  Blue,  $ 
Lead,  Kindly  Light,  1 
Let  Erin  Remember  theDays,! 
Let  Me  Dreem  Again,  4 
Let  Not  Grief  Annoy,  8 
Let  Other«  Dream,  3 
Let  the  Palms  Wave,  7 
Let  Us  Sing  Merrily,  3 
Life  Laid  Down,  3 
Life  Let  Us  Cherish,  I 
Light  and  Rosy  thy  Slumb'rs,  5 
Light  in  the  Window,  3 
Light  of  Other  Days,  3 
Lightly  Row,  i,  4 
Like  the  First  Fresh  Scent,  8 
Linden  Tree,  6 

Listen  to  the  Mocking  Bird,  6 
>|«^isten  to  the  Water  Mill,  3 
List,  'Tis  Music  Stealing,  3 
List  to  the  Convent  Bells,  3 
Little  BennieWasOurDarl'g,3 
Little  Birdie  in  the  Tree,  i 
Little  Bird  on  the  GreenTree,  3 
Little  Boy  Blue,  6 
Little  Brother,  Darling  Boy,  i 
Little  Cherry  Blossom,  7 
Little  Children,  Can  you  Tell,7 
Little  Children's  Day,  4 
Little  Drops  of  Water,  i 
Little  Eva,  7 
Little  Gypsy  Jane,  6 
Little  Lips,  8 
Little  Maggie  May,  j 
Little  Orphant  Annie,  6 
Little  Sunbeam,  8 
Little  Tin  Soldier,  7 
Lochaber  No  More,  3 
Lock!  Lock!  Ahoy!  7 
Lo,  the  Heavens  Rending,  4 
Lone  Starry  Hours,  8 
London  Bridge,  5,  6 
Longing  for  Spring,  I 
Long,  Long  Ago,  i 
Long,  Weary  Day,  3 
Look  in  My  Face,  Dear,  4 
Look  Not  Upon  the  Wine,  4 


Lord,  Dismiss  Us,  3 

Lord,  Forever  at  Thy  Side,  3 

Lord,in  this  ThyMercy 's  Day,  1 

Lord,  We  Come  Before  Thee,  4 

Lord,  with  Glowing  Heart,  a 

Lorena,  7 

Lo,  the  Seal  of  Death,  5 

Lotus  Flower,  6 

Loud  the  Sounding  Strings,  3 

Love  and  Mirth,  2 

Love  at  Home,  3 

Love,  Hope,  Happiness,  i 

Love,  I  Will  Love  You  Bver,  4 

Lovely  Mary  Donnelly,  7 

Lovely  May,  4 

Lovely  Nancy,  8 

Lovely  Rose,  I 

Love  Not,  3 

Love's  Golden  Dream,  7 

Love  Smiles  No  More,  3 

Love's  Ritonella,  3 

Love's  Young  Dream,  a 

Loving  Voices,  4 

•Low- Backed  Car,  4 

Lucy's  Flittin',  4 

Lullaby  from  Erminic,  s 

Lullaby,  Lullaby,  6 

LurUlme,  4 

Maggie't  Secret,  y 

Ma»f  Elsie  Roams,  % 

Maiden  and  Rose,  7 

Maid  of  Llangollen,  % 

Maid  of  the  Mill,  6 

Majestic  Sweetness,  5 

Make  Me  No  Gaudy  Chaplet,  4 

Make  the  Best  of  It,  2 

Make  Your  Mark,  3 

Maltese  Boatman's  Song,  6 

Mamma's  Love,  8 

Mandolin  Song,  6 

Maple  from  the  Wildwood,  3 

Marchj  March,  5 

Marching  Song,  3 

March  ofthe  Cameron  Men,  7 

Marseilles  Hymn,  i 

Mary  and  Martha,  4 

Maryland,  My  Maryland,  % 

Mary  Morrison,  s 

Maryof  Argyle,  a 


Mary  ofthe  Wild  Moor,  7 

Mary's  Tears,  7 
Maxwelton's  Brcs,  x 
May  is  Here,  i 
May  Margaret,  4 
May  Queen,  3 
Meek  and  Lowly,  i 
Meet  Me  by  Moonlight,  5 
Mellow  Horn,  1 
Mellow  Notes  of  Horn,  7 
Melodies  of  Many  Lands,  i 
Men  of  Harlech,  6 
Mermaid's  Evening^ong,8 
Merrily  Every  Bosom,  3 
Merrily  Greet  the  Morn,  i 
Merrily,  Merrily  Sing,  3 
Merry  Hours  of  Youth,  6 
Merry  May,  7 
Merry  Swiss  Boy,  3 
Midnight  Moon,  8 
'Mid  Scenes  ofConfusion,5 
Midshipmite,  8 
'Mid  Woods  and  Forest,  6 
Miller  of  the  Dee.  3 
Miller's  Daughter,  3 
Mill  May,  i 
Mill  Wheel,  i 
Mine  Own,  6 
Minstrel  Boy,  X 
Mistress  Santa  Claus,  5 
Monarch  ofthe  Woods,  5 
Month  of  Apple  Blossom,  i 
Moon  is  Beaming,  3 
Morning  Red,  i 
Mother,  are  there  Angels,  3 
Mother's  Wish,  i 
Mountain  Boy,  5 
Mountain  Bugle,  3 
Mountaineer's  Farewell,  3 
Mount'nMaid's  Invitat'n,i 
Mowers'  Song,  i 
Murmur;  Gentle  Lyre,  4 
Murmuring  Sea,  5 
Musical  Alphabet,  3 
Music  at  Nightfall,  5 
Music  Everywhere  a 
Music  of  Labor,  5 
Music  on  the  Waves,  . 
MustI  leave  thee,Par'dise,5 
Must  I  Then  Leave,  5 
Must  JesusBear  theCross,5 
My  Ain  Countrie,  3 
My  Childhood's  Love,  8 
My  Country,  'Tis  of  Thee,  i 
My  Friend  is  the  Man,  8 
My  Heart  and  Lute,  4 
My  Heart  is  Light,  6 
My  Heart  is  Sair,  8 
My  Heart's  in  Highlands,  i 
My  Jamie's  o'er  the  Sea,  6 
My  Jesus^  as  Thou  Wilt,  4 
My  Laddie  Far  Away,  7 
My  Life  is  Like  the  Rose,  7 
My  Little  Valley  Home,  8 
My  Love  Beyond  the  Sea,  8 
My  Mother  Dear,  3 
My  Mother  Loves  MeNot,  x 
My  Mother's  Bible,  3 
My  Mother's  Song,  4 
My  Nannie's  Awa',  4 
My  Native  Land,  8 
My  Own  Guiding  Star,  ? 
My  Own  Native  Land,  3 
Nancy  Lee,  3 
National  Hymn,  i 
Nearer, MyGod.toThee.i,  4 
Near  the  Lake,  i 
Neva  Boatman's  Song,  4 
Never  Alone,  6 
Nevei  is  MyHeartSoGay,  4 
Never  Say  Fail,  2 
New  Hail  Columbia,  5 
Nice  Young  Girl,  6 
Nice  Young  Man,  6 
Nicodemus,  the  Slave,  3 
Night  and  Day,  Love,  7 
Night  is  Fine,  4 
Nigh  to  a  Grave,  4 
Night  Sinks  on  the  Wave,6 
Ninety  and  Nine,  3 
Nobody  knows  the  Tr'ble,5 
None  Can  Tell,  3 
Norah  Darling,  8 
Norah  McShane,  7 
Not  a  Sparrow  Failetli,  6 
Not  for  Joseph,  3 
Motliinirrrtte  butHeaTen.7 


Not  in  Halls  of  Splendor  ,8 

Now  All  the  Merry  Bells,  3 

Now  Thank  We  All  Our  God,  at 

Now  the  Day  is  Waning,  5 

Now  the  Merry  Spring,  6 

Now  to  all  a  KindGood-night,7 

Nun  Dankett  Alle  Gott,  a 

Nymphs  of  Air  and  Sea,  7 

O  Alien  Brothers,  8 

O  Be  Just,  8 

O  Boatman,  Row  Me  0'er,C 

O  Come,  All  Ye  Faithful,  t 

O  Come,  Come  Away,  x 

O  Come,  Emmanuel,  6 

O  Come,  Maidens,  Come,  4 

October  Gave  a  Party,  5 

O  Could  Our  Thoughts,  a 

O  County  Guy,  7 

Ode  for  Decoration  Day,  8 

O  Dear  Sixpence,  3 

O'er  the  Sea  in  My  FairyBoat,JJ 

O  Fair  Dove,  O  Fond  Dove,  4 

OfAU  the  Busy  People  Round," 

Oft  in  Danger,  Oft  in  Woe,  3 

Oft  in  the  Stilly  Night,  i 

Oh,  Are  Ye  Sleepin',  Maggie,S> 

Oh,  Broad  Land.  8 

Oh,  but  You've  Been  Lang,  6 

Oh,  Dearest  Mae,  6 

Oh,  Don't  You  Remember,  5 

Ohe,  Mamma,  6 

Oh,  for  a  Thousand  Tongues,  5, 

Oh,  for  a  Heart  to  Praise,  7 

Oh,  Gaily  thro'  Life  Wander,  4. 

Oh,  Give  Me  My  Arab  Steed,  7- 

Oh,  Gladly  We  Hail  Thee,  i 

Oh,  Hope,  Delusive  Dream,  6 

Oh,  How  Cold  the  Winter.  I 

Oh,  I  Have  Had  Dreams,  6 

Oh,  I'm  a  Happy  Creature,  6 

Oh,  Is  It  Thus  We  Part,  7 

Oh,  Jacob,  Get  the  Cows,  7 

Oh,  Loved  Italia,  5 

Oh,  Many  a  Time  I'm  Sad,  7 

Oh,  My  Bravest  and  Best,  7 

Oh,  Pilot.'tis  a  Fearful  Nignt,  4 

Oh,  Sister  Dear,  5 

Oh,  Smile  as  Thou  Wert  Wont,5. 

Oh,  Solemn  Hour,  5 

Oh,  Susanna,  7 

Oh,  Sweet  and  Dim  theLight.  7- 

Oh,TakeMe  Back  to  Switz'rd,a 

Oh,Tell  Me  What  it  Meaneth,  I 

Oh,  That  I  Never  More.  4 

Oh,  the  Flowers  in  Wildwood.fr 

Oh,  the  Lone  Starry  Hours,  8 

Oh,  the  Sailor  Shall  Sing,  6 

Oh,  Touch  the  Harp,  4 

Oh,Touch  Those  Chords,  4 

Oh,  'twas  Sweet  to  Hear  Her, 6 

Oh  Hush  Thee,  My  Baby,  3 

Oh, Wert  thou  in  Cauld  Blast,  4 

Oh,  What  is  the  Matter,  4 

Oh,  Who  So  Gay  and  Free,  5 

Oh.Why  Does  the  White  Man.r 

Oh.Why  Left  I  My  Hame,  3 

O  Jesu,  Thou  are  Standing,  x 

O  Land  of  Saints,  4 

Old  Arm  Chair,  3 

Old  and  Young  Marie,  7 

Old  Cottage  Clock,  i 

Old  Easy  Chair  by  the  Fire,  8 

Old  Familiar  Place,  i 

Old  Friends  and  Old  Times,  a 

Old  Granite  State,  3 

Old  Grimes,  1 

Old  House  at  Home,  3, 8 

Old  Hundred,  i 

Old  King  Cole,  7 

Old  Oaken  Bucket,  I,  4 

Old,  Old  Song,  5 

Old  Rosin  the  Bow,  3 

Old  Santa  Claus,  6 

Old  Santa  Claus  in  Christmaa,7 

Old  Tubal  Cain,  4 

O  Mary.Call  the  CattleHome,  7 

O  Native  Land,  8 

Once  Again,  5 

Once  Again,  O  Blessed  Time,  *■ 

Once  Again  the  Flowers,  4 

Once  in  Days  of  Golden,  4 

Once  1  Saw  a  SweetbrierRose,! 

Once  More,  My  Soul,  7 

OnceThere  was  a  Little  Voice,* 

One  by  One  the  Sands.  4 

One  Morning,  Oh  So  Early,  8 

One  Ni<7ht  Came  on  8 


FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  HOME. 


399 


Oac  NIffht  When  the  Wlod,  7 
'  One  or  Two,  5 
One  Sweetly  Solemn  Tho't,  7 
On  Foot  I  Take  My  Way,  5 
On  Long  Island's  Sea-^rt,  < 
Only  a  Gentle  Word,  4 
Only  a  Year  Ago,  6 
Only  to  See  Thee,  8 
Only  With  Thine  Eree,  7 
On  the  Fount  of  Life,  3 
On  the  Mountains,  5 
On  Toinbigbee  River,  5 
On  to  the  Field,  8 
On  We  are  Floating,  i 
On  Yonder  Rock  Reclining,  6 
Origrin  of  the  Harp,  4 
Origin  of  Yankee  Doodle,  I 
O  Rowan  Tree,  6 
Orphan  Ballad  Singers,  8 
O  Sacred  Head,  2 
O  Sad  Were  the  Hours,  8 
O  Say,  Do  You  Remember,  7 
Ossian's  Serenade,  4 
O  Take  Her,  but  be  Faithful,  3 
Our  Christmas  Rose,  8 
Our  Country's  Flag,  1 
Our  Daily  Bread,  7 
Our  Father  in  Heaven,  I 
Our  Fatherland,  i 
Our  Flag  is  There,  i 
Our  Flag  O'er  Us  Waving,  5 
Our  Home  is  on  the  Sea,  5 
Our  Merry  Swiss  Home,  8 
Our  Mother's  Way,  8 
Our  Songs  of  Joy  and  Gladn's,8 
Our  Way  Across  the  Sea,  5 
Our  Wonderful  House,  4 
Out  in  a  Beautiful  Field,  6 
Out  of  the  Window,  8 
Over  the  Dark  Blue  Sea,  3 
Over  the  Hills  and  Far  Away,  7 
Over  the  Mountain,  6 
Over  the  Mountain  Wave,  a 
Over  There,  2 
Over  the  Sea,  7 
Over  the  Stars  There  is  Rest,  3 
Over  the  Summer  Sea,  3 
Over  the  Water  to  Charlie,  1 
Over  the  Waves  We  Float,  4 
O  Ye  Tears,  2 
Paddle  Your  Own  Canoe,  3 
Pagoda  Bells,  4 

Parting  Song  at  Graduation,  3 
Pat  Malloy,  7 
Peaceful  Fold,  5 
Peaceful  Slumbering,  4 
Peace  on  Earth,  5 
Peace  to  the  Brave,  6 
Pearl  that  Worldlings  Covet,  2 
Perri  Merri  Dictum, Domine,  i 
Pierrot,  5 
Pharaoh's  Army,  6 
Pilot,  The,  4 

Pity  One  in  Childhood  Torn,  8 
Pleasure  Climbs  to  Mount'n,  4 
Pleyel's  Hymn,  2 
Polish  Maiden  Song,  i 
Polish  May  Song,  i 
Poor  Tho'  My  Cot  May  Be,  4 
Portuguese  Hymn,  4 
Postilion,  The,  3 
Praise  Jehovah's  Name,  4 
Praise  to  God,  2,  8 
Prayer  from  Freischutz,  i 
Press  On,  Press  On,  4 
Pretty  Pear  Tree,  6 
Prince  Charming,  3 
Prior\'  Chimes,  6 
Proud  and  Lowly,  6 
Pull  Away,  Brave  Boys,  a 
Punchinello,  4 
Queen  of  the  Night,  8 
Queen's  Maries,  6 
Quiet, Lord,MyFrow'dHeart,2 
Quiet  Night,  8 

Rainfall  Follows  the  Plo-v,  8 
Rain  Upon  the  Roof,  3 
Raise  Your  Hands,  7 
Rataplan,  4 
Red,  Red  Rose,  a 
Remember  Thy  Creator  NcNr,i 
Rejoice,  Rejoice,  a 
Rest  for  the  Weary,  3 
Revive  Us  Again,  7 
Ring  On,  Sweet  Angeiua,  5 
Ring  On,  Ye  Bells,  4 
&ing  Out,  O  Bells,  6 


Ripe  Are  the  Apples,  6 

Ripples  Touched  by  theMooa  ,8 

Rise,  Crowned  with  Light,  a 

Rise,  Glorious  Conqueror,  8 

Rise  from  Thy  Mourning,  6 

Rise,  My  Soul,  4 

Robert;  Kobert!  7 

Robin  Adair,  i 

Robin  Redbreast,  I,  7 

Robinson  Crusoe,  i 

Robin  Song,  7 

Rock-a-bye-Baby,  in  tree-top,3 

Rockaway,  6 

Rocked  in  Cradle  of  the  Deep,  a 

Rock  Me  to  Sleep,  Mother,  4 

Roll,  Jordan,  Roll,  4 

Roll  On,  Silver  Moon,  a 

Rosalind,  8 

Rose-Marie,  7 

Rose  of  Allandale,  x 

Rose  of  Lucerne,  5 

Rosin  the  Bow,  a 

Rosy  Crown,  2 

Round  the  Corner,  5 

Row,  Row,  Cheerly  Row,  3 

Row,  Row,  Homeward,  3 

Row,  Row,  My  Boatie,  7 

Row  Thy  Boat  Lightly,  5 

Row  Your  Boat,  i 

Roy's  Wife  of  Aldivalloch,  4 

Rule  Britannia,  7 

Russian  Driver's  Song,  a 

Russian  Hymn,  2 

Russian  National  Hymn,  3 

Sabre  Song,  i 

Sadly  Bend  the  Flowers,  4 

Sad  Was  the  Hour,  7 

Safe  Home  at  Last,  5 

Safely  thro'  Another  Week,  5 

SafeWi'hin  the  Vail,  i 

Sailing,  5 

Saints'  Sweet  Home,  5 

Sally  in  Our  Alley,  6 

Salute  The  Happy  Mom,  7 

Sands  of  Dee,  7 

Santa  Lucia,  8 

Saved  from  the  Storm,  6 

Saviour,  to  Thy  Dear  Name,  3 

Saviour,  Source  of  Blessing,  3 

Savourneen  Dheelish,  7 

Saw  Ye  My  Saviour,  5 

Saw  Ye  Never  in  the  Twilight,  i 

Say,  What  Shall  My  Song  be,  3 

Scarlet  Sarafan  2 

Scenes  That  are  Brightest,  i 

Scotcn  Cradle  Song,  3 

Scots,  Wha'  Hae  wi'  Wallace,  7 

Sea  Birds'  Song,  2 

See,  Amid  the  Winter's  Snow,  8 

See  .-It  Your  Feet,  8 

See-Saw  Waltz  Song,  6 

See  the  Happy  Kitten,  6 

See  the  Proud  Banner,  5 

See  the  Sun's  First  Gleam,  4 

See  Where  the  Rising  Sun,  a 

Serenade,  7 

Serenade  of  Don  Pasquale,  3 

Shall  We  Meet  Beyond  the,  a 

Shamrock  of  Ireland,  4 

She  Bloomed  with  the  Roses,  4 

Shed  Not  a  Tear,  8 

Shells  of  Ocean,  2 

Shepherd  Boy,  2 

She's  All  My  Fancy  Painted,  6 

She  Sits  Alone,  6 

She  Stands  on  the  Pier,  7 

She  Wore  a  Wreath  of  Roses,  6 

Ship  of  State,  8 

Should  Auld  Acquaintance,  i 

Shout  the  Glad  Tidings,  6 

Sigh  not  o'erToil  and'Trouble.s 

Silence,  2 

Silently,  Silently,  S 

Silently  Falling  Snow,  i 

Silent  Night!  Holy  Night!  i 

Silver  Chimes,  2 

Sing  Always,  i 

Sing  a  Song  of  Sixpence,  7 

Sing  Glad  Song^  for  Him,  4 

Singing  in  the  Rain,  i 

SiagingThro'  the  Forest,  5 

Sing  it  Over,  5 

Sing,  Smile,  Slumber,  6 

Sing,  Sweet  Bird,  8 

Sing,  Thou  Meny  Bird,  i 

Skylark,  The,  7 

Slave  Hymns  < 


Sleep,  Baby  Dear,  $ 
Sleep,  Baby,  Sleep,  8 
Sleep,  Beloved,  Sleep,  I 
Sleep,  Darling,  Sleep,  8 
Sleep,  Gentle  Mother,  3 
Sleep,  My  Baby,  Sleep,  3 
Sleep,  My  Darling,  8 
Slumber  Song  (Kucken),  2 
Smiling  Faces,  4 
Smiling  May,  a 
Snow  Bird,  i 
Soft  Music  is  Stealing,  i 
Softly  Vernal  Breezes,  i 
Softly  Now  the  Light,  i,  3 
Soldier  of  the  Cross,  8 
Soldiers*  Chorus  (Faust),  4 
Soldier's  Tear,  3 
Some  Day,  4 
Sometimes  I  Dream,  5 
Somewhere,  6 
Song  of  Arbor  Day,  3 
Song  of  Blanche  Alpen,  3 
Song  of  Night,  4 
Song  of  Rest,  8 
Song  of  Seven,  a 
Song  of  Sunshine,  7 
Song  of  Temperance,  7 
Song  of  the  Angels,  6 
Song  of  the  Brook,  a 
Song  of  the  Children,  5 
Song  of  the  Daisy,  3 
Song  of  the  Fisher  Boy,  8 
Song  of  the  Fowler,  6 
Song  of  the  Hop  Pickers,  6 
Song  of  the  Maple,  3 
Song  of  the  May,  5 
Songs  of  Praise,  3 
Songs  Revealing,  i 
Sons  of  Men,  Behold,  x 
Sorry  Her  Lot,  5 
So  Runs  My  Dream,  7 
So  Sweet  Her  Voice,  7 
Sound  of  HarpsAngelical,4 
Sound  Our  Voices,  2 
Spanish  Serenade,  8 
Sparkling  and  Bright,  i 
Speak  Gently,  2 
Speed  Away,  i 
Speed,  My  Bark,  5 
Speed  Our  Republic,  4 
Spider  and  the  Fly,  I 
Spinning  Song,  6 
Spinning  Was  Clochette,  7 
SprigofShillelah,  7 
Spring,  Gentle  Spring,  a 
Spring  Returning,  7 
Spring  Time  Once  Again,  4 
Starlight  is  Streaming,  3 
Star  Spangled  Banner,  i 
Stars  Trembling  O'er  Us,  2 
Stay,  My  Darling,  Stay,  5 
Steal  Away,  2 
Still  is  the  Night,  8 
Still  so  Gently  Stealing,  5 
Still,  Still  with  Thee,  i 
Storm  (ffullah),  5 
Story  of  the  Nightingale,  8 
Story  of  the  Shepherd,  7 
Strangers  Yet,  4 
Strawberry  Girl,  5 
Strike  the  Cymbal,  3 
Strike  the  Harp  Gently,  8 
Strong  Lads  of  Labor,  i 
Styrian  Land,  2 
Suabian's  Song  of  Home,  8 
Summer  Days  Coming,  2 
Summer  Eve  is  Gone,  8 
Summer  is  Coming,  3 
Summer  Song,  7 
Summer  Suns  Glowing,  7 
Swedish  Cradle  Song,  5 
Sweet  and  Low,  2 
Sweet  Bird,  Thy  Note,  i 
Sweet  By  and  By,  5 
Sweeter  than  the  Breath,  4 
Sweet  Evenings  Come,  3 
Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer,  x 
Sweetly  Sleep,  4 
Sweet  Memories  of  Thee,  4 
Sweet  My  Child,  for  Thee,  8 
Sweet  Robin,  8 
Sweet  Saviour,  Bless  Us,  i 
Sweet  Song  Bird,  a 
Sweet  Voices,  6 
Sweet  Will  of  God,  7 
Swinging 'Neath  the  Old 
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Swing:,  Cradle,  Swing,  6 

Swiss  Girl,  3,  5 

Swiss  Hunter,  6 

Swiss  Shepherd's  Song:,  • 

Switzer  Boy,  3 

Switzer's  Farewell,  3 

Switzer's  Song  of  Home,  t 

Take  Back  the  Heart,  5 

Take  Me  Back  to  Switaerland^fl 

Tara's  Harp,  i 

Tea  in  the  Arbor,  3 

Tell  Her  I  Love  Her  So,  6 

Tell  Me,  Beautiful  MaidM,  6 

Tempest  of  the  Heart,  6 

Tenting  on  the  Old  Camp,  6 

That  Day  the  World  shall  see,  a 

That  OldWaltz  by  the  Lindea,5 

That  Sweet  Story  of  Old,  a 

The  Anchor's  Weighed,  8 

The  Baden  Polka,  2 

The  Bairnies  Cuddle  Doon,  t 

The  Banks  of  the  Lee,  8 

The  Bells  of  Aberdovey,  7 

The  Birds  Must  Know,  5 

The  Birds  Sleeping  Gently,  s 

The  Blue  Alsatian  Mount'na,  ■ 

The  Boatman's  Return,  3 

The  Boatswain's  Story,  7 

The  Bowld  Soier  Boy,  7 

The  Brave  Old  Oak,  2 

The  Breeze  from  Home,  3 

The  Bride  Bells,  3 

The  Bridge,  3 

The  Bright  Stars  Fade,  6 

The  Broken  Ring,  2 

The  Campbells  are  Coming,  5 

The  Carrier  Dove,  a 

The  Chapel,  2 

The  Child  of  the  Regiment,  % 

The  Chorister,  7 

The  Christmas  Chimes,  8 

The  Church's  One  Foundat'a  M 

The  Corn  Song,  7 

The  Cricket,  8 

The  Cuckoo,  a 

The  Danube  River,  a 

The  Dawn  is  Breaking,  8 

TheDaysof  My  Youth,8 

The  Day  Star  is  Shining,  8 

The  Dearest  Spot,  1 

The  Dear  Little  Shamrock,  4 

The  Departed,  3 

The  Die  is  Cast  (Ptstel),  j 

The  Distant  Drum,  4 

The  Distant  Shore,  5 

The  Dream  is  Past,  7 

The  Evening  Bell,  4 

The  Evening  Bells  Sound,  % 

The  Farmer,  1 

The  Farmer's  Boy,  8 

The  Fire  of  Home,  4 

The  Fisher  by  the  Stream,  7 

The  Flagof  Our  Union,  3 

The  Flowers  that  Bloom, 

The  Forget-Me-Not,  4 

The  Future  Smiles  Brightly, 4 

The  Girl  I  Left  Behind  Me,  S 

The  Golden  Shore,  a 

The  Golden  Sun,  3 

The  Gondolier,  7 

The  Good  Angels,  8 

The  Good  Ship  Rode,  7 

The  Good  "Three  Bells,"  t 

The  Good  Time  Coming,  8 

The  Harp  is  Now  Silent,  8 

The  Harp  that  Once  Thro',  K 

The  Heart  Bowed  Down,  t 

The  Heart  that  Knows,  t 

The  Heart,  the  Heart,  8 

The  Heath  is  All  Lonely,  6 

The  Hero's  Serenade,  3 

The  Hindoo  Girl,  8 

The  Hobby  Horse,  I 

The  Hour  of  Rest,  7 

The  Hunter's  Song,  a 

The  Indian  Hunter,  7 

The  Ingleside,  i 

The  Ivy  Green,  8 

The  Jewish  Maiden,  A 

The  Kerry  Dance,  4 

The  King's  HighwiW.  • 

The  Lark,  8 

The  Lark  Sings  I,oad,f[ 

The  Leaves  Falling,  % 

The  Life  Laia  Down,  • 

The  Light  House,  5 

The  I4ght  ia  the  WiuJw^fc 


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FAVORITE  SONGS  FOR  SCHOOL  AND  NOME. 


The  Z.itUe  Busy  Bee,  8 

The  Little  Leaves,  6 

The  LitUe  Voice,  8 

The  Long.  Weary  Day,  a 

The  Long  Years,  i 

The  Lordinto  bis  Garden,5 

The  Lord's  Prayer,  I 

The  Lorcley,  i 

The  Low-Backed  Car,  4 

The  Lover's  Sigh,  8 

The  Mahograny  Tree,  4 

The  Maister,  3 

The  May  Queen,  3 

The  Mellow  Horn,  a 

The  Mercy  Seat,  5 

The  Merry  Birds,  8 

The  Midnight  Moon,  8 

"The  Midshipmite,  8 

The  Miller  of  the  Dee,  a 

The  Minstrel  Boy,  i 

The  Minstrel's  Reouest,  8 

The  Monkey's  Wedding,  7 

The  Moon  is  Beaming,  3 

The  Morning  Light,  4 

The  Mother's  Wish,  i 

The  MQantain  Bugle,  3 

The  Mourner,  i 

The  Night  is  Fine,  4 

The  Noontide  Ray,  3 

The  Officer's  FuneraJ,  6 

The  Old  Arm  Chair,  3 

The  Old  Familiar  Place,  x 

The  Old  Lock,  7 

The  Old  Oaken  Bucket,  1, 4 

The  Old  Sexton,  4 

The  Pagoda  Bells,  4 

The  Palms.  7 

The  Parly  at  the  Zoo,  6 

ThePe'rl  that  Worldlings.a 

The  Pilot,  4 

The  Quiet  Night,  8 

The  Red,  Red  Rose,  a 

The  River  Lee,  3 

The  River's  Message,  8 

The  Romany  Lass,  8 

The  Rose  Bush,  6 

TheRose  all  are  Praising,  3 

The  Rosy  Crown,  3 

The  Rowan  Tree,  6 

The  Scout,  5 

The  Sea,  the  Sea,  8 

The  Sea  Gulls,  6 

The  Seasons,  6 

The  Singing  of  Birds,  5 

The  Sky  Lark,  3.  7 

The  Sleigh  Ride,  7 

The  Slumber  ^ng,  3 

The  Soldier's  Ketum,  7 

The  Soldier's  Tear,  3 

The  Sound  of  Harps,  4 

The  Spacious  Firmament, 

The  Spirit  in  Our  Hearts, 

The  Spring  Has  Come,  8 

The  Spriug  Time  of  "^ear,  3 

"The  Stanoard  rearer,  8 

The  Star  o'  Gleng^ary,  7 

The  Ster  of  Hope,  8 

The  Styrian  Land,  3 

The  jun  is  Low,  7 

The  Sun  o'er  Mountain,  7 

The  Sweet  Bird  Winging,7 

The  Switzer'S  Farewell,  3 

The  Tar's  Farewell,  6 

The  Tear,  5 

The  Teetotalers  Coming,  i 

The  Tempest,  8 

The  Tempest  Rages  WUd,5 

The  Third  Uay  Was  the 

Marriage  Feast,  7 
The  Tree  of  Odcnwald,  6 
The  Trees  and  theMaster,  6 
The  Vacant  Chair,  3 
The  Vesper  Bells  Ringing,6 
The  Vesper  Chime,  4 
The  Voice  of  Free  Grace,  3 
The  Waefu'  Heart,  7 
The  Watcher,  4 
The  Water  Into  Wine,  7 
The  Water  Mill,  3 


The  Weary  Are  at  Rett,  5 

The  Wee  Bird,  7 

The  Wife's  Welcome,  7 

The  Wood  Horn,  6 

The  World  is  Full  of  Beauty,  4 

The  Yankee  Bey,  7 

The  Years  Creep  Slowly  By,  7 

The  Young  Indian  Maid,  7 

Then  You'll  Remember  Me,  a 

There  Came  to  the  Beach,  4 

There  is  a  Bonny  Isle,  7 

There  is  a  Happy  Land,  i 

There  is  a  Land,  5 

There  is  Beauty  in  the  Forest,4 

There  is  Dew  for  Flow'ret,  5 

There's  a  Dear  Little  Plant,  4 

There's  a  Good  Time  Coming,8 

There  is  a  GreenHill  far  away.s 

There's  a  Land  that  is  Fairer ,5 

There's  a  Sigh  in  the  Heart,  8 

There's  aWeddinginOrchard.i 

There's  Music  in  the  Air,  1 

There's  Not  a  Word,  7 

There's  Room  Enough  for  All,4 

There  Was  LittleWaterSprite,4 

There  Was  One  Little  Jack,  6 

They  Grew  in  Beauty,  3 

T!iey  Sailed  Away,  4 

This  Happy  Day  7 

This  is  My  Dream,  5 

This  World  a  Fleeting  Show,  7 

Those  Endearing  Charms,  i 

Those  Evening  Bells,  i,  a 

Thou  Art  Gone  from  my  Gaze,7 

Thou  Art  My  Rose,  6 

Thou  Art  So  Near  and  Yet,  5 

Thou  Art  the  Way,  3 

Though  Lost  to  Sight,  S 

Thoughts  of  Home,  i 

Thoughts  of  Wonder,  4 

Thou'rt  Like  Unto  a  Flower,  4 

Thou,  Thou,  Reignest,  7 

Thou,  Too,  Sail  On,  O  Ship,  8 

Thou  Wilt  Never  Grow  Old,  4 

Tho'  You  Leave  Me  in  Sorr'w,7 

Three  Bells,  3 

Three  Cheers  for  Olden  Time,  4 

Three  Children  Sliding,  2 

Three  Fishers,  4 

Three  Kings  of  Orient,  7 

Three  Poor  Mariners,  7 

Thro'  the  Rustling  Woodsy 

Through  the  Wood,  3 

Thy  Face  is  Near,  8 

ThyGlory  thou  didstManifest,7 

Thy  Name  the  Magic  Spell,  3 

"Thy  Voice  is  Near,  5 

Thy  Way,  Not  Mine,  O  Lord,  3 

Time  Doth  Pass  Away,  3 

Timothy's  Welcome,  0 

Tippecanoe  and  Tyler  Too,  6 

Tired,  So  Tired,  7 

'TisKveningBringrs  My  Heart,? 

•Tis  God  Who  Ordains  Me,  5 

•Tis  Lone  on  the  Waters,  a 

'Tis  Midnight  Hour.  6 

Tis  Moonlight  on  tne  Sea,  4 

Tis  Not  True,  8 

•TisYearsSince  Last  We  Met,  6 

Tit  Willow,  5 

To  Alexis  I  Send  Thee,  3 

Too  I.,ate!  Too  Late  I  5 

To  Thee,  Our  Father,  7 

To  Thy  Pastures  Fair,  3 

Touch  Not  the  Cup^  3 

Touch  Us  Gentiy,  Time,  6 

Tramp,  Tramp,  Tramp,  5 

Trancadillo,  4 

Traveler's  Evening  Song,  6 

Trip  it  Lightly,  8 

Troika, RussianDriver'sSong,3 

True  Hearts,  8 

True  Love  Can  Ne'er  Forget,  3 

True  Love  is  Sweet,  5 

Try,  Try  Ag^in,  i 

"T*^  a  Summer's  Morning,  5 

•Twas  in  Sunny  RhinelandT  7 

•  Twere  Vain  to  Tell  Thee,  6 

Twickenham  Perry,  3 


Twilight  Dem,  4 
Twilight  is  Falllnr,  i 
Twinkle.TwinklelLittle  SUr,  i 
Tyrolese  Mountain  Song,  7 
Uncle  Ned,  5 

Underneath  the  May  Tree,  7 
Under  Willow  She's  Sleeping,? 
Upidee  :  "  Excelsior,"  I 
Upon  the  Height  I  Stood,  3 
Up  the  Hills,  1 
Vacant  Chair,  3 
Verdant  Grove,  Farewell,  i 
Vesper  Bell,  2 
Vesper  Chime,  4 
Vesper  Hymn,  2 
Vine  Dresser's  Song,  6 
Viva  L' America,  3 
Vive  Le  Roi,  3 
Visions  of  Morning,  I 
Voices  All  Merry,  6 
Wait  lor  the  Wagon,  6 
Awaiting  for  Me,  8 
Wake,for  the  Night  is  Flying,  a 
Wake,  Happy  Children,  3 
Wake,  Nicodemus,  3 
Waking  Flowers,  7 
Waking  or  Sleeping,  3 
Wake,  Wake  the  Morning,  I 
Wanderer's  Farewell,  3 
Wandering  Willie,  5 
Wander  Staff  i 
Warren's  Address,  a 
Watchman,Tell  of  the  Night,  3 
Watch  on  the  Rhine,  I 
Water  Mill,  3 
Wear  a  Bright  Smile,  6 
We  Are  All  Noddin',  4 
We  Are  Fairies  of  the  Sea,  8 
We  Are  Tenting  To-night,  6 
Wearing  ol  the  Green,  5 
Weary,  So  Weary,  7 
We'd  Better  Bide  a  Wee,  3 
Weep  for  the  Fallen,  i 
We  Hail  Thee,  Glad  Spring,  8 
We  Have  Been  Friends,  i 
We  Come  with  Joyful  Greet'g,3 
We  Have  Lived  and  Loved,  a 
We  Lay  Us  Down  to  Sleep,  i 
Welcome,  Fair  Evening,  6 
Welcome,  Pretty  Primrose,  8 
Welcome  to  Morning,  i 
Well-a-Day,  Ah,  Well-a-Day,  4 
We'll  Go  to  the  Mountains,  5 
We'll  Laugh  and  Sing,  4 
We  Love  to  Go  Each  Day,  6 
We  May  be  Happy  Yet,  5 
We  May  Rovethe  WideWorld.i 
We  Met,  'Twas  in  a  Crowd,  8 
We  Praise  Thee,  O  God,  7 
We  RoamThro'ForestShades,3 
We  Sat  by  the  River,  8 
WeSpeak  of  Realms  of  Blest,  6 
We  Three  Kings  of  Orient,  7 
We  were  Crowded  in  Cabin,  8 
Wha'll  Buy  Caller  Herrin',  3 
What  a  Charm  has  the  Drum,  4 
What  a  Friend  in  Jesus,  4 
What  Are  WildWaves  Saying,4 
What  Can  the  Matter  Be,  i 
What  Fairy-like  Music,  i 
What  I  Love  and  Hate,  i 
What  is  Home  With't  Mother, 3 
What  Means  This  Glory,  5 
What's  a'  the  Steer, Kimmer.  3 
What  Will  You  Do,  Love,  i 
WhenAll  theWorld  is  Young,  4 
When  at  Twilight  So  Softly,  6 
WhenHis  Salvation  Bringing,6 
When  I  Come,  5 
When  I  Remember,  4 
When  I  Was  a  Beggrarly  Boy,  6 
When  I  Was  a  Lad,  1 
Whenjack  isTall  andTwenty,8 
When  Little  Samuel  Woke,  4 
When  Night  Comes  O'er,  5 
When  Other  Friends,  3 
When  Roses  Bloom,  6 
When  SI  all  We  Meet  Again,  i 
When  Soft  Stars  are  Peeping,  4 


When  Stars  in  Quiet  Skies,  i 
When  Sweet  Music,  6 
When  Bloom  is  on  the  Rye,  4 
When  the  Boats  Come  Home,^ 
When  the  Corn  is  Waving,  6 
When  Day  with  Rosy  Light,  I 
When  the  Golden  Morn,  4 
When  the  Green  Leaves,  3 
When  the  Humid  Showers,  3 
When  the  Kye  Come  Hame,  5 
When  the  Leaves,  3 
When  r^eaves  Are  Falling,  8 
When  the  Mists  Have  Rolled.^ 
When  Morn  o'er  Mountain,  3 
When  the  Night  Wind,  6 
When  the  Soft  Twilight,  5 
When  the  Summer  Rain,  4 
When  the  Swallow  Comes,  6 
When  Swallows  Homew'd  fly. 
When  This  Cruel  War  is  Over^ 
When  Twilight  Dews,  4 
When  Up  the  Mountain,  3 
When  We  Arrive  at  Home  5 
When  wild  War's  deadly  blast,) 
When  You  and  I  were  Young,  t 
Where  Are  Now  the  Hopes,  4 
Where  Are  the  Friends,  2 
Where  Are  Those  Dreamers,  | 
Where  Gadie  Rins,  5 
Where  is  German  Fath'land,  t 
WherelsNow  theMerry  Party  ,1 
Where  My  Home  Lies,  7 
Where,  My  Pretty  Maid,  3 
Where  Roses  Fair,  8 
Where  the  Aspens  Quiver,  7 
Where  the  Faded  Flower.  7 
Where  Warbling  Waters,  6 
Whether  You  Whisper  Low,  i 
Whichever  Way  the  Wind,  3 
While  ShepherdsWatched,  7 
While  the  Days  are  Going  bjr,  t 
While  the  Morning  Bells,  3 
While  We  Shed  a  Tear,  6 
Whistle  and  Hoe,  a 
White  Blossoms,  7 
Who  is  he  Plants  for  the  Daya,4 
Who'll  Buy  My  Posies,  3 
Who  Rides  Yonder,  Proud,  7 
Who  Shall  be  Fairest,  4 
Why  Do  I  Weep  for  Thee,  7 
Why  Do  Summer  Roses  Fade,! 
Why  Left  I  My  Hame,  3 
WhyLinger,Mourn'rMem'ry,8 
Why  Weep  Ye  by  the  Tide,  3 
Wide- Wide- Wenne,  5 
Will  You  Go,  Lassie,  Go,  3 
WillYouLoveMeThen  asNow,S 
WinkuTO,  Winkum,  8 
With  Crown  and  Sceptre,  6 
With  Glory  Lit  the  Midnight,* 
With  Glowing  Heart,  i,  a 
Within  a  Mile  of  Edinboro,  3 
With  Joy  We  Kail,  5 
Wonderful  Weaver,  6 
Won'tYouTellMeWhy,Robin,a 
Woodman,  Spare  That  Tree,  j 
Words,  Vain  Words,  5 
Work  and  Play,'i 
Work, for  theNight  isComing.t 
Yankee  Boy,  7 
Yankee  Doodle,  3 
Ye  Banks  an'  Brses,  i 
Ye  Golden  Lamps  of  Heaven,  s 
Yeoman's  Wedding  Song,  6 
Ye  Sons  of  France,  Awake,  t 
Ye  Sons  of  the  Nation,  6 
Yes,  the  Die  is  Cast,  3 
Yestreen  the  Queen,  6 
Y'heave  Ho,  My  Lads,  5 
You  and  I,  8 
You  and  Me,  5 
You  Have  Told  Me,  8 
You  Never  Miss  the  WatCTf  < 
Young  Agnes,  8 
Young  Indian  Maid,  7 
Young  May  Moon,  5 
Your  Hand  is  Cauld  as  SnaWj' 
Your  Mission,  i 
Zephyr  of  NightfaU,  5 


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